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It isn’t every day that I grovel at your feet
Tell you that you’re special and oh so extra neat
It’s not that you don’t earn it, because you know you do
It’s just that, baby, sometimes I can’t live up to you

It’s not as though you’re perfect, ’cause we both know you’re not
But maybe you’re the closest thing that this Earth has got
I mean, you’re tall and slender, you got nice muscle tone
I’m willing to admit that you’re good down to the bone

And while your outsides are enticing, not what really counts
You’re one hell of a fine woman, of that there is no doubt
You got style, you got poise, you got grace and confidence
When it comes to bar fights you’ve demonstrated “self-defense”

You ain’t no shrinking violet, not the type to cut and run
And when it comes to loving? ‘Tween the sheets we two have fun
But you are so much greater than mere sum of your parts
When you were created seems God blessed the world with art

You’re the art in Artemis, the goddess of the hunt
Good thing I ain’t Apollo ’cause I don’t love you like a sis
Seems like you’re a deity while I’m a man who’s made of clay
And just being in your presence makes for Elysian days

You surely are the best thing that ever rocked my world
With each year that progresses thank God that you’re my girl
For without you my eye would hold no apple, it is true
You’re not just the fruit filling you are the whole pie too!

So, know that on the days when I miss singing your due praise
That in my heart and soul I know you earn it every day
Hope my dedication’s coming in both loud and clear
Because when it comes to winning hands you’re Queen of Hearts my dear

It isn’t every day that I grovel at your feet
Tell you that you’re special and oh so extra neat
It’s not that you don’t earn it, because you know you do
It’s just that, baby, sometimes I can’t live up to you

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