Every time I see you,
I want you even more.
I can't tell you how much I like you,
I'm not keeping score.
I think you're so HOT.
I mean you don't even know.
I love the sort of long hair,
Your a**, which is the bomb,
Your great se*y smile,
And your attitude about my mom.
Back in the day,
When my mom thought I was pregnant.
You liked your action in the story,
And couldn't stop talking about it.
If I were you and I saw me,
I'd stay the fu(k away,
Cause I'm as ugly as could be.
I want to open up.
To ask you how you feel.
Rejection scares me most,
So I guess I'll keep it real.
