Take your time and think.
Be careful not to miss a single blank.
I wanna know what makes you tick,
What makes you dig me so?
Oh baby, I wanna know.
Her heart is hard in much the same way that cotton is not.
Then she left me what the shotgun was hot.
Taking all but a single teardrop atop the note she left. The trick floats around in much the same way that bricks dont. I found her angelic gaze a bit cold- astounding yet overrated.
Not that hot but dropped her just the same.
Initial here and sign. It won't take long 'cause you're just third in line.
I gotta check your refrences. The question is will you show.
Oh baby, I gotta know.