Baby when I use my vibrato on your G-string you'll take your Falsetto an octave higher.
I'd tap that snare drum.
You light up my world like a piccolo lights up the sharp side of a tuner.
Do you believe in love at first set, or should we run it again?
How 'bout you call a friend, and we can experiment with triplets.
Holding you makes me excited and nervous, kind of like holding a new horn.
You might be old school, but baby, you still look high school.
I can make you hit all the high notes!
I'd love to strum your g-string.
I prefer tromboner over anyone else.