Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
Bill Nelson
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Bill Nelson
Tell me this
What's the secret of your sweet, sweet kiss?
How come you always bang my drum when I feel like this?
I've had some fun and games before
But you've got me rolling on your bedroom floor
I'm down on my hands and knees
Don't be a stranger, don't be a mystery to yourself
Don't let it fade away, don't be a stranger...
Don't be a stranger to yourself...
Welcome to my private world, a world of contradictions
Welcome to my planetoid, devoid of science fictions
Step into my universe, suffused with pinks and purples
Welcome to my haunted realm, where time goes round in circles