Are your legs made of Nutella? Because I'd love to spread them!
You've been a bad girl/boy. Go to my room.
Yeah, it's big and if you pet it, it spits.
You're getting a long one tonight, and I'm not talking about the Home Run Derby.
I'd like to be one of the unhealthy things you pust inside your body this weekend.
Our genitalia should get back in touch.
Hey! Are you the railgun? Cause I can feel a spark.
You need some more fuel for that fire? Cause I got some wood for you right here.
Baby I want to bang you as hard as I bang the keys of my piano when I play Beethoven's 5th symphony.