I'm jealous of your dress. ("Why?") Because it's touching your body, and I'm not.
I'd like to transfigure you into my cloak. That way I can have you wrapped around me all day.
Are you made of Flourine, Iodine and Neon! Cause You're F-I-Ne.
You know how some men buy really expensive cars to make up for certain shortages? Well, I don't even own a car.
Shouldn't you be sitting on top of the tree, Angel?
From the first time I saw you I knew I was going to have real and/or imaginary sex with you.
I want to book a trip to the part of your body US Airways tweeted.
If you're not looking at me, I don't exist.
I think of you every second I am awake and dream of you every minute I am asleep.
I just want to be upfront and say that I visually enjoy you.