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tell venus i made my way home



after consulting many people in rome



some if i wonder she' has ever known



or protected with the most resilient dome



dazzled with diamonds and painted with chrome



oh tell venus i made my way home







tell venus now that' i've gone away



to consult more gods and diligently pray



what's has weavers has waved goodbye and won't stay



now embark d in the forest i lay



thinking of all the things i should say



to a love goodness ripen in may



oh tell dear venus i've gone away







tell Aphrodite i won't forget



the things she's taught me here after and yet



the way to coo be tickled and pet



the way love enters if one only lets



the things to do after the sun has set



to not allow indulgent regret,



and which demands should only be met



please tell sweet Aphrodite i won't forget







inform Aphrodite i will come home



i've had me time try wander and roam



i've been both tickle pink and grill to the bone



i've learned you can't buy love, but must take out a loan



and in all of the mess one moans and one groans



and one's unhappy, and sappy alone!



and to no goddess of love these things can be shown



so inform Aphrodite,....i'm coming home