Hey, do you know gods Number? I need to tell him one of his Angels is lost.
I blame your perfect breasts for my inability to focus during our conversations.
I have to go and thank God. [Why?] For the angel he just gave me.
Did you survive Avada Kedavra? Because you're drop dead gorgeous.
When I look into the mirror of erised, I see you giving me your number.
So your dad – was he a king or something? (Why?) Well, he must have been a king to make a princess like you.
Are you made mostly of sedimentary rock? Because you're gorge.
I've got you in my sights, and I'm not letting go.
I'm bad in English but I can tell you that I love you.