POS: Greetings, girl, and welcome to my world of phrase I'm right up to bat It's a Daisy Age and you're about to walk top-stage So wipe your Lottos on the mat Hip-hop love this is and don't mind when I quiz your Involvements before the sun But clear your court 'cause this is a one-man sport And who's better for this than Plug One Now you don't have to worry about me squashin' other deals 'Cause they've already been squooshed Freeze a frame about moods the same which we can continue Right behind the bush You'll stay with me Eye Know this But not because of all my earthly treasures Or regardless to the fact that I'm Posdnuos But because (Eye know Eye love you better) DOVE: May I cut this dance to introduce myself as The chosen one to speak Let me lay my hand across yours And aim a kiss upon your cheek They name's Plug Two And from the soul I bring you The Daisy of your choice May it be filled with the pleasure principle In circumference to my voice About those other Jennys I reckoned with Lost them all like a homework excuse This time the Magic Number is two 'Cause it takes two, not three, to seduce My destiny of love is brought to an apex Sex is a mere molecule In this world of love that I have for you It's true (Eye know Eye love you better) POS: Now it's time to let this rhyme style Get somewhat poured in the mold Take my hand and we'll pick my plantation Of Daisies for a bouquet of Soul Life will begin at the cut of a rim Take it as filled to the rim as in brim Squeeze your stoop like Betty Boop We'll make Campbell's Alphabet Soup And spell Plug One's within Forward march is the say When transistors will play Come into bed is the mood Dolby sound will be then top crowned When I put the needle into your groove I got a good thing And in full swing I show this in gifts, words or letters But even without those three Eye know you'll be close to me 'cause (Eye know I love you better) DOVE: It's I again and the song that I send Is taking steps to reach your heart Any moment you feel alone I can fill up your empty part We can ascend 'till we reach De La Heaven And in a spin we'll hit the Top Ten Then we will meet Mr Stuckie And Pos' brother Lucky will preach Let the wedding begin Shot by an arrow of cupid Through the string of a G-clef My dear, I claim you're def And if you can hear me, by golly gee Trugoy is ready for what you posess We could live in my Plug Two home And on Mars where we could be all alone And we make a song for two Picture perfect things and I sing of how (Eye know I love you better)