Amadelle With Love

You use to step, fall manyful Amadelle with love, sporting all control You used to dress alotfulness Amadelle with love, eyes for wide interest And I'm to blame for but once or more And I'm to blame for but lost allure With love it's aimless to make me move You used to make me move Bleach, white beak You poor clown Is that your crowd? Snow, white nose You poor clown Is that your crowd? You used to lean very muchly Amadelle with love, type of swing does she You used to twirl far moreable Amadelle with love, influence and spell And I'm to blame for but once or more And I'm to blame for but lost allure With love it's aimless to make me move You used to make me move Bleach, white beak You poor clown Is that your crowd? Snow, white nose You poor clown Is that your crowd? Do you even know who I am love? Well that's because my shoes are tied Now it's a who and its a hem, love A rumor too profuse for lies Do you even know who I am love? Well that's 'cause my shoes are tied Now it's a who and its a hem, love A rumor too profuse for lies