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babe,
I'm your stalker.
But I'm really not good at it.

oh, babe.
I wanna talk to you.
But I'm really not good at it either.

And now, over an year later, I'm nothing but your stalker.
That's all I ever was, babe, as a matter of fact. Ever since oh so many years ago.
I've known you for many years.
I'm your stalker.
Let me tell you, babe, sometimes I love to be your stalker.

Let me tell you, babe, today I'd like to kiss your lips, run my fingers through your hair, find out if you have a beard, lick your neck and hold you tight.

Let me tell you this, babe, cause I'm really in love with the thought of
you make me wanna
just

Let me fucking tell you this.
I don't wanna be your stalker anymore.