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She smells like dandelions on a Sunday afternoon
Just the essence of her presence is enough to make me swoon
And when she takes a sip with those ruby-red lips
I wish I was the straw inside her Aperol Spritz
She's so fine
I get a contact high every single time
She strolls by
Oh, hey, hey, oh, my, my, I ain't wasting no more time
I don't even know her name
But I know it's her love I crave
Her looks are laced with sugar cane
I've got a sweet tooth for the girl
She looks the way I look when I'm in my Sunday best
Except she looks that good the second she wakes up and takes a breath
If she was chocolate cake that was served to me
First, I'd ask for seconds, then I'd eat the whole dang thing
She's so fine
I get a contact high every single time
She strolls by
Oh, hey, hey, oh, my, my
I ain't wasting no more time
Woo!
If I'm the jungle, she's the king, if I'm the sleep, then she's the dream
If I'm the drummer, she's the beat, she's the air I hope to breathe
I hope that on a summer eve while underneath her mango trees
Our tongues can do the tango as we bring to life a fantasy
I thought of her all afternoon since I saw her across the room
I don't even know her name
But I know it's her love I crave
Her looks are laced with sugar cane
And any way you slice the cake
Hey, I know it's her love I crave
Good God, I've got a sweet tooth for her
She's so fine
I get a contact high every single time
She strolls by
Oh, hey, hey, oh, my, my
I ain't wasting no more time
She's so fine
I get a contact high every single time
She strolls by
Oh, hey, hey, oh, my, my
I ain't wasting no more time
I don't even know her name
But I know it's her love I crave
Her looks are laced with sugar cane
I've got a sweet tooth for the girl