Eat my cookie, cook my ham, stew my tomata, I’m your only man.
If I had no pants, would you still love me? No.
Crackle dackle, you’re a pterodactyl. You’re a tyrannosaurus of my heart.
My fahrenheit is rising, bound to 102. Better than before when I was oh so blue. I’d like to get to normal just to be with you. 60 degrees. Get me to 60 degrees. A cool temped mellow. Get me down on my knees.
You float my boat. You make me feel so plucky. I’m squeaky freaking clean, like a freaking rubber ducky.
October never hit me. November just makes me blue. It’s that crazy month December, where it rains the whole night through. DeCeMbEr rAiN.
I’m tearing up at the keyboard cause I cannot be with you. My feelings are arisin, and the keys are black and blue. Bloody keys, I’m bleedin melodies.
Your love is like a blizzard baby. Blowing me away. I feel the chilly torrent hit me every day. Blizzard of love. It’s a blizzard of love.