Drinking Bud made him strong.
When drinking those delicious suds, he couldn't go wrong.
He couldn't make it another day.
If his cans of Bud were taken away.
He even saw cans of Bud in his dreams.
A life without Bud would be so mean.

The rooster is crowing.
The grass needs mowing.
A piece of hay in sweetheart's hair.
A cool breeze blowing in the air.

Love in the barn loft.
Heavenly, sweet, and soft.
Passion beyond compare.
The sounds of ecstasy floating in the air.

Darling, if I seem to hold you a little longer.
If my kisses seem to linger.
I just want this passion that I'm feeling tonight.
Not to end until the dark turns into daylight.

Her sweet voice echoes within the walls of my heart.
Her words vibrate in the rooms of my soul.
Her whisper gives me a sweet senstion.
Her laugh is my true elation.

She is the queen of my dreams.
In our castle of licorice and jelly beans.
Life is palm trees and beautiful sunsets.
A perfect surfing wave and a cool drink that's wet.

Peeled sugar cane tastes sweet upon the lips.
Coconut milk tastes sweet on the tongue.
Your love tastes sweet in my life.
Easing burdens and taking away strife.

Apple pie smells sweet on the breeze.
The scent of peach pie flows through the trees.
Your breath tastes sweet to my lips.
Like ginger ale with every sip.

Rufus was at the local bar and feeling fine.
After drinking many glasses of beer and red wine.
He tried to hit on a chick who was so hip.
She ended up giving him the slip.
He got her phone number and tried calling her the next day.
The phone number she gave him turned out to be for the police.
And this ****** him off in every way.

The piano plays beautiful notes.
The guitar strums pretty tunes.
The harp sounds out angelic music.
But the most beautiful is played on my heartstrings.

Your love plays a symphony in my heart.
Number one on the chart of love.
Your love sings a sweet tune.
Accompanied by the man in the moon.

Your love writes the most beautiful verse.
That lets me know I found heaven on earth.

Mr. Morris was an industrial arts teacher with old school roots.
He had a unique way of letting students settle disputes.
He would put them in the middle of the shop floor.
And let them punch until they settled the score.
The students would hit and punch a little bit.
Afterwards, they would shake hands and quit.

Something mystical happened today.
I felt your touch.
Even though you're far away.

I felt your hands upon my face.
It seemed as though your sweet lips.
I could taste.

It seemed as if I could feel your embrace.
It took me to a wonderful place.
Because even when you're far away.
I feel your love in every way.

The stars shone brightly.
The moon sprinkled magic from heaven above.
The night is calm.
In the valley of love.

An owls hoots.
The deer are like statues.
My sweetheart is sweet like an apple.
The juices of love flow freely.

They looked up into the night sky and saw a sign.
One that blew their minds.
They saw two shooting stars.
Racing through the sky so fast.
They knew that their love would always last.
As the shooting stars flew past.

She wanders through the night alone.
Wondering why she ever left home.
But things had gone so wrong.
Daily life made her want to moan.
She thought that it was better to just drift.
And not worry about the what-ifs.

Her physical beauty is lovely to behold.
But nothing compares to the beauty of her soul.
She has a personality that is so sweet.
And a gentleness that can't be beat.

She has the ability to deeply feel.
This is by far her greatest appeal.
She has the gift to show great love.
That surely came from heaven above.

She was his future and his past.
They had a love that he knew would always last.
She was his everything.
The one whose love played his heartstrings.
The one who was in it for the long haul.
Who would help pick him up if he should fall.

The corn is all yellow and ripe.
Paint is peeling on the outhouse.
There is a two rainbow sky.
Love will be smoking hot tonight.

Sweetheart has a rose scent.
Her lips are red and wet.
Passion will fly tonight.
On this you can bet.

Light as butterflies floating on the wind.
Thoughts of you flow through my mind.
Pretty as flowers blowing in the breeze.
Your image dances with the wind in the trees.

Sweet as a lollipop.
Visions of you is tops.
Cool as ice.
Dreams of you feel so nice.

Damien knew that he was in for a holiday treat.
One that couldn't be beat.
Because on his girlfriend's nice *****.
She wore some edible tangerine *******.
Damien's girlfriend was being a bit of a flirt.
Because she knew that those tangerine ******* would be Damien's dessert.

Houses lit with Christmas lights so bright.
The spirit of Christmas is flowing tonight.
Carolers singing Jingle Bells.
Joy and love in our hearts swell.

Family and friends showing love.
Snow falling from heaven above.
We feel the love of Jesus in every way.
In our hearts, it should always be Christmas day.

Darling, loving you was a sensual groove.
Your soft touch on my back felt so smooth.
Passion burning like a hot furnace felt so right.
Smoky, steamy pleasure welcoming the twilight.

He ran behind her begging her to stay.
She didn't even look his way.
She said, I need a real man and not a weak lap dog.
He fell to the ground crying in the mud and fog.
He just couldn't understand why she didn't show any heart.
And why she treated him like a smelly ****.

Love is brushing my lips across sweetheart's lips.
Love is touching my fingertips with sweetheart's fingertips.
Love is slow dancing holding sweetheart so very tight.
Even though I have never been to heaven.
I'm in heaven tonight.

Life with you is a beautiful dance.
Of loving and sweet romance.
Life with you is a sweet dream.
Of honeysuckle and cool running streams.

Life with you is a thrilling roller coaster ride.
Knowing that you will always be by my side.
Life with you is my eternity.
You and I floating on an endless cloud of serenity.

They called him New York Red.
He had a hair full of long dreads.
He was the neighborhood ****.
He made his money selling hard drugs.
If someone crossed him and didn't pay.
They would be dead before the sun came up the next day.

If a genie could grant me a wish.
I would love again to feel the heavenly bliss.
From the taste of your peppermint kiss.
If a genie could grant me a second wish.
I would love to lay under the moonbeams.
Feeling the passion of my peppermint dreams.
If a genie could grant me a third wish.
I would love to live with my special girl.
Together, forever in our peppermint world.

He made a mistake and called his girlfriend a heartless witch.
It was no mistake when she threw him into a ditch.
She said, you and I are through.
And then kicked him in the head with her stiletto shoe.
It was too bad that his head landed in dog poo.
And she ruined her nice stiletto shoe.

The feel of sweetheart's body was so lush.
Passion painted from a romantic brush.
The taste of sweetheart's lips was so sweet.
Like juices dripping from a rainbow treat.

The pretty spark of sweetheart's eyes.
Like diamonds falling from rainbow skies.
The soft feel of sweetheart's skin.
Like a feather floating on a rainbow wind.

Scent like lilies in bloom.
Looking so sensuous.
When she walks into a room.

Hair so silky.
Skin so smooth.
Feels like a peach to the touch.
A touch I love so much.

Lovely as a female genie.
Who fulfills the wishes.
Just like cotton candy.
Looking so delicious.