Beyonce...what? Michelle...what? Look Oh NO! don't, don't turn your head Just slowly turn your head oh, ain't he fine?
He walks in the club with a look in his eyes as he steps flock flocking females by his side lookin' scrumptious even though he ain't tryin' finest thing that you ever did see The sexy creation had his hat tilted to the side Starin' at me had my nostrils open wide Can't even vocalize what I visualize had my body paralized as he smiled at me I say, "Hey boy, would you enjoy sittin' next to me in yourcorduroys?" I'm from Texas, my girl is from Illinois Where you from? Can I come visit you sometimes? My oh my, you seem like husband material Got any children, Yo Are you married, cause you're very very extraordinary kindascary I want ya name added to my vocabulary
Chorus: Lullaby love where have you been all of my life you're chocolate-covered strawberry, apple pie à la mode (Repeat)
Tell me your dreams and aspirations What's your future plans what's your motivations? Boy I'm loving how you're so unpredictable Boy I am feeling you guess I've got to get with you Admirin' your Marc Jacob gear as i stare say a prayer you'reavailable? So sensual Lullaby love heartbreakeable so special baby make-able
It's all in the way you look at me apple pie à la mode I'm sure I'll enjoy your company apple pie à la mode You turnin' me on with your modesty apple pie à la mode Got such a beautiful personality apple pie à la mode