I wanna find out bout your canny dreams daily
An' squeeze yer supple thighs being held tight gaily
If you may wonder how'id i wind up here
My answer would be - sweetheart - quit beware
Just me and you - under the boardwalk - anywhere
Turn out shy, bound feelings in love forever
And if your togs got the last snap unbroken
Apprentice has a tool to get it open
I got no pad to sprawl in, no crate to tool about
I hear a gentle fading voice, it maybe calls me out
Believe me, darling I will be that crafter
Who forged the way for living happily everafter
Crafter
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