Slippin' on my dress in soft filters Everybody said you're a killer, but I Couldn't stop the way I was feeling the day Your record dropped The day I saw your white Mustang
Does it matter if I cry when I dance with you? I can't wait much longer Say some lie Say perhaps baby You're made in heaven Do you mind if I lay my head on your chest? Let's pretend for now that we don't feel anything I won't say maybe If you say baby you're made in heaven Made in heaven
Now my baby's got something to hold,
Like a 57 Marilyn Monroe,
She ain't no super model skinny thing,
She's a full grown love machine,
She can fill up a wet t-shirt,
Yeah I've always a thing for curves