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give me a heart of white gold



return that diamond trust



sweep me away with pearls



a solid  feeling  taken must







wash all in gems



wash, all away



kiss me with those sapphire eyes



and encrust in me rubies







emeralds whispers



through my topaz hair



that if what you say is true



under the tree: a gift of diamonds will be







at first sparkling glance; delusional



but you see it makes sense to me



if she would spend a Christmas fortune at Tiffany's



i'd know these feelings of her graze true, and she means what show wrote about me