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You turn heads,
Twenty four seven.
In nightclubs, in shopping centers,
At local corner shops and even at work.
Beauty queens, film stars
Even super models
Are no matches for you,
In the head turning stakes.
Helen of Troy,
The face that launched a thousand ships,
But never turned as many heads,
As you.
You say you love me,
Which I've never doubted
But like any red blooded male,
I cannot help,
Being jealous when
You turn heads.
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