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Come back to be
There is nothing I wouldn't d
For a girl in distress
I've loaded my weapo
I'm wearing my bes
There is nothing I couldn't stoop t
For a Girl in distress
Nothing I wouldn't stoop to
We are out in the hills no
looking over the se
There is nothing she wouldn't d
To a man on his knees