âYouâre the apple of my eye
Boy, Iâve never loved one like you
Man, oh, man, youâre my best friend,
I scream it to the nothingness
There ainât nothing that need
Well, hot and heavy pumpkin pie, chocolate candy, Jesus Christ
Ainât nothing please me more than you
Oh, home, let me come home
Home is wherever Iâm with youâ
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