"Cupid, draw back your bow
And let your arrow go
Straight to my lover's heart
For me, nobody but me
Cupid, please hear my cry
And let your arrow fly
Straight to my lover's heart
For me"
And let your arrow go
Straight to my lover's heart
For me, nobody but me
Cupid, please hear my cry
And let your arrow fly
Straight to my lover's heart
For me"
—Sam Cooke, "Cupid"