My recipe for love is one cup of you, one cup of me, knead till hard, and serve hot.
I never need to see the sun again because your eyes light up my world.
I only play in the short grass.
Hey, how did you do that? (What?) Look so good?
Do you play hockey? 'Cause I wouldn't mind poke-checking you.
I've been called a dirty player but lets just see how dirty we can get tonight.
Do you like blueberries or strawberries, 'cause I want to know what kind of pancakes to order in the morning.
If I said I'd like to score on you tonight would you think I was being too forward?
Did you just sit in a water puddle, or are you just happy to see me?