If you were a reed, I'd be a clarinet - I can't function without you latched onto me.
My friends told me that I should ask you out because you can't differentiate.
The way you execute the pizzicato is perfect. Your fingers are so strong!
Baby, you don't need defense against my dark arts.
Dance? Well…Let me read you the story tonight when I tuck us into bed!
Tubas. We're twelve times hornier than an ordinary french horn.
Where do you hide your halo?
If you were a baker, I'd fill your buns with cream.
How does it feel? (What?) To be the only star in the sky.
I'd date you so hard, then marry the shit out of you.