You give Lipton's theory of loveliness new meaning.
Well if I were a painter, I'd put you down in paint. I'd hang you by the Mona Lisa and put that girl to shame.
When I was walking by, I noticed you stalking so...what's up?
Yeah, it's big and if you pet it, it spits.
Are you the dub to my step? Cause' I wub wub wub you.
Is this the Hogwarts Express? Because it feels like you and I are headed somewhere magical.
I always thought it was just a fairy tale. But now I realize you really are made from sugar, spice and everything nice.
You are deserving of masterful poetry, not mere words.
My heart forgets to beat the moment it sees you.
You want to see my spaceship?