The men, they woo..and love my mole
Say the right words…till you believe it whole
They promise me love...heart and soul..
A hint of love returned and they take a step back
And there you will be yearning and wanting them back
Be a heartless swine and hide your soul
And they will wait around you, foot and sole..
Leave them, don’t touch them with a pole…
All that don’t see your soul
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