I know it hasn’t been the same between us lately, baby. I’ve been out drinking beer and partying with the guys from work. They’re good guys, in their own way. We go out, have a good time, and tear up the town.
But I don’t forget my first love. I always come back home to you, baby. Nobody else could ever steal my heart the way you did. I still look at you the same as when you first let me come over and get next to you.
I won’t lie; your body attracted me first. But now I love your mind even more. Small talk about the little people bores you, as do the mundane necessities of life. But when you get up in people’s face, and refuse to back down from anybody or let them talk down to you like some little girl, the real you shines through.
And when you slip into that little black dress and turn on that devious, shadowy charm, nobody holds a candle to you, baby.
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