No woman in her line could aim For grace.
Why Must You Be So Wonderful
Why must you be so wonderful to me? Those lips of yours that taste of sweet red wine Call out to me and beckon, “Come and dine.”
No woman in her line could aim For grace.
Why must you be so wonderful to me? Those lips of yours that taste of sweet red wine Call out to me and beckon, “Come and dine.”
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