I was stumbling on the street; With an espadrille on my feet. He came to my rescue; With a hot and purple hue. Then i asked him »Who are you » He said “Does it really matter to you?” I knew it was the perfect time- And that the sun would shine It feels so good,so good to me…
Ever since he has been mine, We fight,then love,then dine. He says;I am his naughty girl His adventure,rocking whirl. We dance about the couch. With a cherry pop in our mouth. I know we would be insane Till we get off life’s rolling plane.
