Whichever side of the aisle you are on, you're wrong.
My eyes are Red, my cheeks are RedFrom top to the bottom I am RedMy nerves are Red, my passions are RedThere is something that makes me RedRed is the night, Red is the lightWherever I see Red is the sightExtreme is the height, Red is the kiteHatred of my Red has turned into favoriteI feel you Red, I touch you RedI hug you and kiss you oh my RedYour every shade do make me gladI love you so much my soul is Red.
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My eyes are Red, my cheeks are Red
From top to the bottom I am Red
My nerves are Red, my passions are Red
There is something that makes me Red
Red is the night, Red is the light
Wherever I see Red is the sight
Extreme is the height, Red is the kite
Hatred of my Red has turned into favorite
I feel you Red, I touch you Red
I hug you and kiss you oh my Red
Your every shade do make me glad
I love you so much my soul is Red.
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