"He's a fool and don't I know it, but a fool can have his charms. I'm in love and don't I show it ,like a babe in arms? Loves the same old sad sensation. Lately I've not slept a wink, since this half made imitation putme on the brink. I'm wild again, beguiled again, a simpering, wimpering child again. Bewitched bothered and bewildered am I.
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