Well, seeing a girl,
Some guys say: Yo! A real booty!
Some boys say: Wow! The pussy’s nice!
Some chaps say: She's as cool as tutti-frutti!
Some lads say: Oh, her boobs are bowls of ice!
Well, seeing you, my girl,
I shall say nothing ‘bout your eyes,
I won’t praise your beautiful and tasty lips,
Nor shall I sing about your merits to surprise –
About your shoulders, smiles, your hair and hips:
You’re not a multitude so nice, dissected, torn apart –
You are the whole, integral, hottest Beauty Universe,
You are the biggest joy of my syncoping loving heart,
The Muse of happy, sunny, full of golden glitter verse!