poster child seeks a girl,
i found what I was looking for in you my angel,
deep eyes etangle shortly make it last a little longer,
as long as we're spinning with the room,
is there anything to say,
w know what we should do,
where's the passion,
out to pasture,
or underneath our noses and we just don't know it,
bundle up it's getting cold,
watch the dog piles on the floor,
take it back to your room and lock the door,
hope that i show you everything before I go away,
this last drive to make it right,
make it perfect