Enpsychopete - About Her lyrics

[Intro] Hey Baby I've got a little confession to make Because I don't really remember when I first met you But baby, let's be honest, do you? Oh you do… [Verse 1] I remember our first date though After having coffee we went to the store It didn't look much like love story If I wrote a book about it'd be rather boring But you had that something and I couldn't ignore it Your green blue sea eyes made me resubmit The petition for you and me coalition To have me in dictionary under happy definition I mean damn girl, you got all the right nutrition Won't open the box - collector's edition Honey let's work on our juxtaposition How you fit all that a** with your ambition You are so beautiful - not only to me I see their heads turning just to see And their girls jelaous, f** ugly b**hes I mean I wouldn't - not even after 4 pitchers You know how they used to do on DISCOVERY CHANNEL Take me where I haven't been -let's travel Coke and sweat off your a** got me hurled AROUND THE WORLD, AROUND THE WORLD I think I can see land, come look through my telescope I'm so high on you - everything about you is so dope And I just hope that it won't fade away, let's sway You are my miracle, though I don't pray [Verse 2] World turns around We're dizzy from the ride Our eyes in the sky Counting stars Can't count to infinity But I count on us Worried about time pa**ing us Why - when our love owns eternity Oh my sweet love, my very bestest How did you check my whole checklist I get mad, I struggle, f**ing life Then you and your smile come around And it just get sunny in the middle of the night Suddenly I know that it'll be all right I love your jokes, even if I don't laugh Or look at you as if you forgot second half [Verse 3] Truth is my life would s** without you Empty, without a f**ing clue of what to do Or what for - you are my motivation You're the reason for me making these songs They say that love is blind Or maybe just hard to find Mine has 20/20 vision, for real I mean look at you - you are ideal Miss independent - with a body of Venus Face of an angel with a mind of a genius Your curves make me erupt my Vesuvius You gonna make what - now you got me curious You are so fine, in them jeans, in them skirts Or even better with nothing but your black specs In liquor store, you make all champagne pop We ride hard, windows down and system up