Fourth+Girl+Woo+Three

Melted Butter

You are always on my mind like food Come with me and we will set the mood We can make a plate full of sweet treats But we will leave out the veggies and beets

Your love reminds me of cookies and milk Everything seems to end up looking like silk You are as juicy as a sirlion steak You make me melt like butter on a plate

We will run away and eat some chicken It will be like a big pig pickin' I love you like a fat kid loves cake Please, o please, don't make me wait