Check your gag reflex - it's Valentine's Day.
This year I said, "Mr. Right, I got something for you for me."
He paused, "For you from me?"
"No. For you for me."
"You mean for me from you?"
"No."
"I...don't..."
So I showed him my charm.
Well, I try to show him some charm every day but today I showed him A Charm.
You are confused maybe. Why would I get an "S" on A Charm?
I'll tell you why, Mr. Right has an alias he uses around this here empire he is building.
It is...
Well - that doesn't matter does it?
So here's a message to Mr. Right.
You think that when you come home and you want to rest and I'm so relieved you're here that I evacuate myself to a secluded place and leave you to the savages instead of covering you with my kisses, that maybe I don't love you. 'Course you don't think that really because you know me oh so well. Which is why you deserve your Title.
You think that when you've worked a lot of shifts and we finally have an evening together sans little bugs and instead I want to work efficiently and quietly on my own projects, that maybe I don't love you. 'Course, you don't think that really because you know me oh so well. Which is why you deserve your Title.
Do you know sometimes I think of you and want to call you and say something inane like, "Good morning. I just got up and the house is silent because the children are still asleep."
Or "Geese are in the field out our kitchen window and I find this odd because it's February."
He paused, "For you from me?"
"No. For you for me."
"You mean for me from you?"
"No."
"I...don't..."
So I showed him my charm.
Well, I try to show him some charm every day but today I showed him A Charm.
You are confused maybe. Why would I get an "S" on A Charm?
I'll tell you why, Mr. Right has an alias he uses around this here empire he is building.
It is...
Well - that doesn't matter does it?
So here's a message to Mr. Right.
You think that when you come home and you want to rest and I'm so relieved you're here that I evacuate myself to a secluded place and leave you to the savages instead of covering you with my kisses, that maybe I don't love you. 'Course you don't think that really because you know me oh so well. Which is why you deserve your Title.
You think that when you've worked a lot of shifts and we finally have an evening together sans little bugs and instead I want to work efficiently and quietly on my own projects, that maybe I don't love you. 'Course, you don't think that really because you know me oh so well. Which is why you deserve your Title.
Do you know sometimes I think of you and want to call you and say something inane like, "Good morning. I just got up and the house is silent because the children are still asleep."
Or "Geese are in the field out our kitchen window and I find this odd because it's February."
Yup I think of you through out my day.
I choose to think of you lots.
I choose to think lots of you...S...I mean, Mr. Right