There's this girl that I met/ that I bet/ I'm gonna get/ A beautiful brunet/ with a face I never will forget/ I want to get her a string quartet/ or a television set/ whatever that will make us a duet. This girl is a real mad fox/ hotter than a bad Courtney Cox/ I would buy her a box/ with rocks/ she's worth the whole fort knox. Sexy blue eyes/ make me wanna disguise/ my surprise/ as a guys/ advise/ it lies/ inside every single word for your own high/ I swear I would die/ rather than see you cry/ even before a single tear left your eye/ I do it without even ask why/ got a gun ready, on standby/ that's who I am, no average guy/ maybe a little shy/ but there's nuthin' I wouldn't try/ to have you by my side.

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You can be my queen, my angel, my princess.

Your my missin' gene, to special, sent from heaven, I'm blessed.

TO BE CONTINUED......

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