Oh Alice oh Alice, how the tides by turn; finding my liking of you grow and churn; I find it hard to place the label; but knowing this tale could be a fable; with a great feast of food on our table; This my clear thought, no tower of babel; but touching you softly makes me tremble; chemistry abound, connections need not a**emble; as we fit nicely in each others arms; holding tightly to stave off Morning alarms; good night to you and Fridays delight is true; I'll be Driving to the city view and kissing you, whoohoo!