Don’t blow in my ear, please
It makes me weak in my knees
Blow in my ear, and I’ll follow you anywhere
I lose my inhibitions, and I cease to care
If you want someone to blindly follow you
Get yourself a puppy; that’ll do
But I’m a lady, with standards of my own
Don’t blow in my ear; it makes me too far gone!
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