Pick you up at 8, take your time, I'll wait.
You're applying your gloss, to be ruined by the ketchup sauce.
We're gonna crash at McDonald's
Choose from one of those menu panels.
Have your favourite meal,
'Hey, I like that heel.'
You're out with me today,
There's no way I'm letting you pay.
That's the last thing I expect you to say,
'Oh look that's our tray' you say,
Your eyes shine like the colour of butterflies,.
'Can I have one of those french fries?'
Stealing off your plate innocently,
You've started thinking differently,
The way I don't like, you don't need to skip or bike,
You'll say 'I wanna lose weight.'
I'll say 'Shush! You look like a tiny slice of cake'
Making that pouty face that takes over me.
How do I make you see what I see?
You're not fay, don't get a yoga mat.
Have fun, go crazy.
Stay cool, not lazy.
'It's dessert time Marie'
'What about me going to 43'
I laughed it off, and then coughed.
'Just wait and watch, I'm gonna get you stuffed.'
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