By Arcassin Burnham

When you see me,
I'll shower you with kisses in front of the t.v,
Beauty gold and charmed like she's pheobie,
But sweet lady I'm speaking freely,
I bet you wouldn't mind to meet me,
Maybe we call a treaty,
Please don't get all testy,
I bet you tasty,
Sweet talking you is hard enough,
Sweet talking you is hard enough,
I need someone that knows the feeling,
Without the result of me feeling crazy.