You reached down and blew a kiss
And I caught wind of some sweet lips
My heart (it flutters)
As my speech stutters
Circle circle and dot dot
I'm sick of getting all these shots
X and x plus o and o
They match up nice with little pink bows
You're sugar and spice and everything nice
With a little bit of in between
Your gum drop kisses
Placed on my lipsases
I could really use some cavities
You reached up into the sky
And I matched your hand with a sweet high five
Like clap clap
Shake shake
Let me see you shake shake
Let me see you shake it off