Your legs are like an Oreo Cookie – I wanna split them and eat all the good stuff in the middle.
If your heart was a prison, I would like to be sentenced for life.
You'd better direct that beauty somewhere else, you'll set the carpet on fire.
Let me be the protagonist of your dreams and I promise I'll wake you up every morning with a kiss.
I want to make you tremolo.
Are you an ideal amount of red phosphorous? I'm a wooden stick. Looks like we're a match!
Your breasts must be made of sand…because I want to bury my head in them.
If my right leg is the cell wall and my left the membrane, do you want to be the cytoplasm?
My friends over there think that you're cute. But I don't agree with them. I think you're absolutely beautiful.
There's only one thing I want to change about you. Your last name.