Don't Sweat the Small Stuff
Does it really matter?
He has a certain charm that warms your heart Like a coal fire on a winters day,He makes your stop button go to startAnd will never do what you say.He will drive you mad being a bit of a ladAnd will woo you with all his charms, But he'll make your day and make you swayWhen he holds you close in his arms. He'll leave the loo seat up, and won't wash a cupAnd leave his dirty socks on your floor, He won't give a toss or put on a washBut leave you to do his, and more.He won't cook a meal but he'll make you feelYour his gal from sunset to early sunrise, And lost in his gaze you will be in a hazeAnd fall so darn hard for his lies. You'll be flustered and pink when he gives you a winkThat sends shivers from head to toe, And when he gives you that grin and he pulls you inYou are really in trouble you know. You might try to be mad, you might even be sadBut one kiss and your troubles will fade, And if he can do this with only one kiss, Well honey, you got it made.