I lie on my bed thinking of you,
Dreaming so hard that I will drool,
Dreaming that someday you could be mine,
Compared to me you're just divine.
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Like You Very Much
I lie on my bed thinking of you,
Dreaming so hard that I will drool,
Dreaming that someday you could be mine,
Compared to me you're just divine.
And then I gave you 12 roses,
11 real and the last one fake,
And then I said I'll never tell lies,
And I'll love you till the last rose dies.
But to you I am just like them,
Another one of those cliche men,
Another one who bought you roses,
And tries to strike really cool poses,
But I'll prove that I'm not,
Prove that I'm sexy and hot,
I'll make you like me that I'll do,
Because in my heart there's only you.