I love the looks of you, the lure of you,
The sweet of you, the pure of you;
The arms, the eyes, the mouth of you;
The East, West, North and the South of you.
I'd like to get complete control of you
And handle even the heart and soul of you,
So love at least a small percent of me too,
For I love all of you...
Cole Porter, 1955.
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