Kelsey
Kelsey…Kelsey, my heart seems to say
In the dead of the night
Or the brightness of day
Kelsey…Kelsey, the beat never stops
Though I muffle the sound
With girls in small tops
Kelsey…Kelsey, the woman who left
The only one who
has left me bereft.
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