Early in the morning factory whistle blows,. Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes,. Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light,. It's the working, the working, just the working life
. Eat you all up by myself Girl, I can't wait to unwrap ya. The chocolate fix, I'm after. So tasty, my treat. Ms. Chocolate, let me get a little piece I'm cuckoo for cocoa. So good, I want me some mo
tempers stretched so much by work. His heart needs gentle rending He calls her the Chocolate Girl. 'Cause he thinks she melts when he touches her. She knows she's the Chocolate Girl. 'Cause she's broken
