I could still climb inside your bed
And I could be victorious
Still the only man to pass through the glorious arch of your head, o-oh
Oh, you were majesty
Your ropes were heavy
And your cheeks were very red
I could still climb inside your bed
And I could be victorious
Still the only man to pass through the glorious arch of your head, o-oh
Oh, you were majesty
Your ropes were heavy
And your cheeks were very red
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