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Und bist du erst mein ehlich Weib

And when you're once my wedded wife
You'll be an envied one, dear;
For then you'll live the happiest life
With nought but pleasure and fun, dear.

And if you should scold I will not curse,
'Twill be a matter of course, dear;
But ah, should you disdain my verse,
I'll get me a divorce, dear.
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