I may not be Fred Flintstone, but I can make your Bed Rock-
If you're going to regret this in the morning, we can sleep until the afternoon.
I bet my tongue can beat up your tongue.
I wish you were my homework, so I could do you on the table.
And Yes for the beer drinkers-
You're so Hot, you're making my beer warm.
Do you believe in love at first sight or do I have to walk passed you again.
Is that the sun coming up- or is that just you lighting up my world?
Wouldn't it be nice if we could be at this same place next year- together- and laughing?
And one of my favorites-
Excuse me, can you empty your pockets? I believe you have stolen my heart.
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