Been hunting you for weeks,
although I knew it’s a sin.
Sighted you few times
every now and then
In the highlands…
you began to relax your guard
You bathed buck naked in a stream
I nearly lost my mind…
Can’t say anymore,
who’s hunting who
I dream of you,
every night
Oh, thinking of the nice
nasty things we could do
I see you coming to me,
I must be dreaming, now…
I feel your lips on mine… 
I know it’s really you
You’ve really got me, for sure
Wow, oh, wow!
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