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She smells like dandelions on a Sunday afternoon Just the essence of her presence is enough to make me swoon And when she takes a sip with those ruby-red lips I wish I was the straw inside her Aperol Spritz She's so fine I get a contact high every single time She strolls by Oh hey, hey, oh my, my, I ain't wasting no more time I don't even know her name But I know it's her love I crave Her looks are laced with sugar cane I've got a sweet tooth for the girl She looks the way I look when I'm in my Sunday best Except she looks that good the second she wakes up and takes a breath If she was chocolate cake that was served to me First, I'd ask for seconds, then I'd eat the whole dang thing She's so fine I get a contact high every single time She strolls by Oh hey, hey, oh my, my I ain't wasting no more time Woo! Letras de canciones If I'm the jungle, she's the king, if I'm the sleep, then she's the dream If I'm the drummer, she's the beat, she's the air I hope to breathe I hope that on a summer eve while underneath her mango trees Our tongues can do the tango as we bring to life a fantasy I thought of her all afternoon since I saw her across the room I don't even know her name But I know it's her love I crave Her looks are laced with sugar cane And any way you slice the cake Hey, I know it's her love I crave Good God, I've got a sweet tooth for her She's so fine I get a contact high every single time She strolls by Oh hey, hey, oh my, my I ain't wasting no more time She's so fine I get a contact high every single time She strolls by Oh hey, hey, oh my, my I ain't wasting no more time I don't even know her name But I know it's her love I crave Her looks are laced with sugar cane I've got a sweet tooth for the girl From Letras Mania