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I'd bet the farm you're intending no harm When you're tracing my arm, leaving alphabet marks I just assumed you get bored I fall asleep and you roll up my sleeve And you see all my rows, I furrowed too deep You wake me up and I roar Being fair, it's hit or miss Everyone says that it is I don't want fair, parce que mon coeur Mercy, please D'accord, je Je ne comprends pas, mais j'en suis sûr Tu es gracieux, et j'ai de la chance Et nous serons ensemble pour toujours Ok, ok, I don't get it Don't know much but I am sure, sure of us Being fair, it's hit or miss Evеryone says that it is I don't want fair, parce que mon coеur Mercy, please From Letras Mania