How does it feel? (What?) To be the only star in the sky.
You must be a choir director, because you make my heart sing!
My recipe for love is one cup of you, one cup of me, knead till hard, and serve hot.
Damn girl, you're lookin' sharp!
Please call 9-1-1, my heart just stopped for you.
You're cuter than a French composition.
You know what would look cute? You and I, on a wedding cake together.
Want to make some parallel motion back to my place?
Our bitonal tendencies only augment our contrary motions baby.