Why hello there, Young Miss,
You look lovely today!
How about a small kiss?
And a walk by the bay?

Where the waves touch our toes,
Under the cold sand,
As a warm breeze blows,
I will reach for your hand.

I'll adore your cute smile,
And hold you quite tight,
For as long as a mile,
Or until it is night.

It's up to you, Beauty.
I swear I don't bite!
Answer me, cutie.
Are you sure you're alright?