I can tell you anything it seems,
All my inspirations, my goals, and my dreams.
You’re the kind of girl I could give a ring that gleams,
Let me spit my thoughts, they are busting through the seams.
For a few years, you’ve been out of college,
And you have book and street knowledge;
Making enough money 2 buy cars called Dodges,
Or houses with 2 car garages.
You must be special to stay in my mind,
Like I said in Part 1, you’re one of a kind.
You overwork so you’re always on the grind,
2 find a woman like you, would be a God blessed find.
Laid back, a little shy, but way sweet,
And you’ve always looked good enough 2 eat.
It’s good that it was you that I’d meet,
Instead of a ho walking down the street. ☺
I even talk to you when I’m in pain,
Even when my head starts 2 hurt,
Even into the wee hours of the morning,
Knowing that I have 2 get up and go 2 work.
There is something about you,
That makes me talk 2 you for over an hour,
Even when discussing bad things,
Our talks never turn sour.
Any man would be happy,
With such a great catch.
We have so much in common,
I think you could be a close match.
Knowledge and wisdom,
Brains and beauty;
If I had you
To make you happy would be my duty.
