Girl you must have swallowed a speaker, cause your beauty is louder than the rest.
I'm jealous of your dress. ("Why?") Because it's touching your body, and I'm not.
You can treat me like an ad lib solo, and play with me any way you want.
I have my own multi-positional bed.
Tell me of this thing you humans call (pause) love.
Can I see your blueprints? I wanna lay some pipe in you and need to know that you're structurally sound enough to do so.
Did you know I'm the Ronaldo of lovers?
Say, that's a nice [dress/outfit/article of clothing]. Can I talk you out of it?
Hey babe! I want to play you like my harmonica!
Do you play soccer? Because I think I'm gonna score tonight.