I like it    I don't like it

Beyonce...what?

Michelle...what?

Look

Oh NO! don't, don't turn your head

Just slowly turn your head

oh, ain't he fine?

He walks in the club with a look in his eyes

as he steps flock flocking females by his side

lookin' scrumptious even though he ain't tryin'

finest thing that you ever did see

The sexy creation had his hat tilted to the side

Starin' at me had my nostrils open wide

Can't even vocalize what I visualize

had my body paralized as he smiled at me

I say, "Hey boy, would you enjoy sittin' next to me in your corduroys?"

I'm from Texas, my girl is from Illinois

Where you from? Can I come visit you sometimes?

My oh my, you seem like husband material

Got any children, Yo

Are you married, cause you're very very extraordinary kinda scary

I want ya name added to my vocabulary

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Lullaby love where have you been all of my life

you're chocolate-covered strawberry, apple pie la mode

(Repeat)

Tell me your dreams and aspirations

What's your future plans what's your motivations?

Boy I'm loving how you're so unpredictable

Boy I am feeling you

guess I've got to get with you

Admirin' your Marc Jacob gear as i stare say a prayer you're available?

So sensual

Lullaby love heartbreakeable so special baby make-able

Chorus

(repeat)

It's all in the way you look at me

apple pie la mode

I'm sure I'll enjoy your company

apple pie la mode

You turnin' me on with your modesty

apple pie la mode

Got such a beautiful personality

apple pie la mode

Chorus

(Repeat 3x