You're the peanut butter to my jelly The mustard to my ketchup The salt to my pepper I think to myself "Boy do I love her." We make a great team, you and I. Us together be looking real fly I'm such a lucky guy
A poem to let her know just how lucky she's made me by agreeing to be my girlfriend. I love her so much and I'll continue to let her know. The loving doesn't stop just because she's agreed to be my girlfriend.