You make my dopamine levels all silly.
How about we ditch this joint and go study some anatomy?
I just want to swab you up and down, then left and right, until we're both afebrile.
I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
I'll protect you like a lysozyme, and forcibly digest anyone who tries to hurt you.
Honey, you're so sweet that even my liver GLUT2 transporters would be at Vmax.
I miss you like an ischaemic heart misses its blood supply.
They don't call me Bones because I'm a doctor.
Baby, you make me vasodilate!
I'm like a doctor, actually an orthodontist, I'm gonna have to ask you to, ya know, uh take off your clothes.