Andy Williams - Ive Grown Accustomed To Her Face
I tasted your sweet lips, thrilled to my fingertips
Lips of wine, warm with fire, you are my one desire
Lips of wine, and they are mine
While tropic breezes play, while palm trees gently sway
Lips of wine, come to me, whisper low so tenderly
Lips of wine, and they are mine
Lips of wine, warm with fire, you are my one desire
Lips of wine, and they are mine
While tropic breezes play, while palm trees gently sway
Lips of wine, come to me, whisper low so tenderly
Lips of wine, and they are mine
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