I don't know how many times you've thrown me off-beat by marching next to me.
I've fallen for you and I can't get up.
I love you more than 20th centrury composers love atonality.
Baby, lets be like a 2nd order system with a zeta of zero. None decaying "oscillations" all night long.
Brrr! My hands are cold. Can I warm them in your heaving breasts?
The thing that I like the most about your voice is when you talk to me.
My part is hard. Maybe you can help me with it.
I booked us a library discussion room, baby, so we can study the 'Laws of Attraction' without disruption.
Let me be the protagonist of your dreams and I promise I'll wake you up every morning with a kiss.
Let's make like Winnie The Pooh, and I can get my nose stuck in your honey jar.