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Timothy, Timothy, you are a precious gift

Timothy, Timothy, you simply are without a doubt

A tremendous sensation

A tonic to the soul

Oh, oh, ohh…

Oh, oh, ohh…

I miss your morning smiles

The glow in your eyes

And the way, and the way you call me «Tito»

Our daily routine

Looking outside for squirrels and birds

And the beagles right across the street

I like how you do that forehead kiss with your own

A prized bump on the head with your eyes closed

This groove is so mysterious

I think it’s sweet

That’s your style I know…

(when you’re happy

I know, I know you like me)

Timothy, Timothy, you are a precious gift

Timothy, Timothy, you simply are without a doubt

A tremendous sensation

A tonic to the soul

Oh, oh, ohh…

Oh, oh, ohh…

Oh, three months with you in a nutshell of our own

Those afternoon walks with your shades on

Your groove is so mysterious

I think it’s cool

That’s your style I know…

Oh, oh, ohh…

Oh, oh, ohh…

Benign universe

My life is more than halfway over

Someday I’ll marry well

And have my own

My own Timothy.

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