Hrm. I could change my parting and no one would notice.
As is usual when I have nothing to blog about, here's a song that plagued me for one entire morning yesterday.
Wishing and hoping and
thinking and praying,
planning and dreaming
each night of his charms
that won't get you into his arms,
so if you're looking to find love
you can share, all you gotta do,
is hold him and kiss him, and love him
and show him that you care
Show him that you care just for him,
do the things that he likes to do,
wear your hair just for him,
cause you won't get him, thinking and a praying
wishing and a hoping
Just wishing and hoping
and thinking and praying
and planing and dreaming
his kisses will start...
that won't get you into his heart...
so if your thinking how great true love is
all you gotta do is...
Hold him and kiss him and squeeze him and love him
just do it and
after you do, you will be his
Show him that you care just for him,
do the things that he likes to do,
wear your hair just for him,
cause you won't get him
thinking and a praying
wishing an a hoping
Just wishing and hoping and thinking and praying
planing and dreaming
his kisses will start...
that won't get you into his heart
so if your thinking how great true love is
all you gotta do.....
Is hold him and kiss him
and squeeze him and love him
just do it and after you do
you will be his....
you will be his.....
you..will..be..his........
Basically you have to seduce this guy of your dreams, and you'll be his? You... will be his? That's so sexist. Why not he will be yours, eh? Okay, apart from the fact it doesn't rhyme.
:: nimezs @ 10:41 pm [+] ::
