You and Me = Grand Unification.
I put the STD in STUD. All I need is U.
Baby girl are you jet fuel? Cause your melting me away.
We fit together like the sticky ends of recombinant DNA.
You'd better direct that beauty somewhere else, you'll set the carpet on fire.
If I could program the universe, I would allocate you and I in contiguous memory blocks.
Hey baby, wanna form a synapse with me and exchange neurotransmitters?
Can I bombard your singularity with my rocket ship until you supernova?
Baby you must be made of mica rock because you have perfect cleavage.
I have a Mac and an iPhone.