Just get a whiff of her scent,
She’s got that strawberry perfume.
I’m whispering in her ear and,
I’m just liking the way she moves.
The young and the reckless,
She’s too perfect for me.
Jumping from subject to subject,
I’m performing for my baby.
It’s killing me from the inside out,
Overhearing that she loves me too.
My world isn’t that perfect so what?
Asking for my dream girl is overdue?
Hey young lady,
I like your perfumes.
Do you hear me?
Oh, my I like her moves.
I’m such a bore ain’t I?
Overdoing my love for her.
Well, you can’t blame a guy,
She’ll be mine by the end of the year.
Gosh, I just love her truths,
Just claiming my love for her.
I just like the way she moves,
Ain’t I a guy that’s truly a lover?
My baby is my baby for a reason,
I just love her too much lately right?
Her name may be Skylar Sheehan,
And she’ll become my own tonight.
C’mon Miss. Sheehan, do you love me?
I’m yours truly alright.
Maybe she’ll become my very own baby,
Only she’s mine just for tonight.
Poetry