Your smile brings an erection to my hair,
It makes me stop everything and stare.
Sometimes it weakens my neck,
And purifies the deep breath that I take.
Even if you say you've been married,
My mind will not get worried.
My heart has been pierced by cupid,
And I know that I sound a bit stupid.
You have a whisper that sooths my ears,
That makes me wish you were here.
Sometimes it makes me just chuckle,
And feel like kissing your knuckle.
Even if you pour acid on your head,
The memories of your dark hair won't be dead.
I will still sing songs about you,
Coz forever you will dazzle like dew!
You have lips that should skirt onto mine,
Lips that arrests my spine.
Lips whose lawns are glowing,
Lips that make me erect without knowing.
Even if you call me a dreamer.....
It makes me stop everything and stare.
Sometimes it weakens my neck,
And purifies the deep breath that I take.
Even if you say you've been married,
My mind will not get worried.
My heart has been pierced by cupid,
And I know that I sound a bit stupid.
You have a whisper that sooths my ears,
That makes me wish you were here.
Sometimes it makes me just chuckle,
And feel like kissing your knuckle.
Even if you pour acid on your head,
The memories of your dark hair won't be dead.
I will still sing songs about you,
Coz forever you will dazzle like dew!
You have lips that should skirt onto mine,
Lips that arrests my spine.
Lips whose lawns are glowing,
Lips that make me erect without knowing.
Even if you call me a dreamer.....
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