The Way She’s Supposed To
                                    by C B Robertson

      Won’t you let me love you
      The way she’s supposed to 
      I’d kiss and cuddle you all through the night
      In the morning I’d be holding you tight
      Making love would feel so right
      No pain guilt or tears in sight
      Won’t you let me love you
      The way she’s supposed to 
       

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