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Make up your mind:
decide to walk with me
around the lake tonight;

around the lake tonight
by my side,
by my side.

I'm not gonna lie:
I'll not be a gentleman.

Behind the boathouse
I'll show you my dark secret.

I'm not gonna lie:
I want you for mine;

my blushing bride;
my lover,
be my lover, yeah.

Don't be afraid,
I didn't mean to scare you,
so help me, Jesus.

I can promise you
you'll stay as beautiful:
with dark hair
and soft skin
forever,
forever.

Make up your mind,
make up your mind,

and I'll promise you
I will treat you well,
my sweet angel,
so help me, Jesus.

Give it up to me,
give it up to me:

do you wanna be
my angel?

Give it up to me,
give it up to me:

do you wanna be
my angel?

Give it up to me,
give it up to me:

do you wanna be
my angel?

So help me.

Be my angel,
be my angel,
be my angel.

Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna die?

Well, I promise you
I will treat you well,
my sweat angel,
so help me, Jesus.

Jesus.
Jesus.
Jesus.