“Cupid draw back your bow
And let your arrow go
Straight to my lover's heart for me
For me…
Cupid please hear my cry
And let your arrow fly
Straight to my lover's heart for me.”

—  Sam Cooke

Cupid (1961)
Song lyrics, Singles

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