I Need Her

I need her, but not in a cote made of four
I think she needs me to, but not when I am blue
Me, and her maybe we will go out on the town, in one big gown
A gown made for two that won’t get us booed, but rather cheered by some real big dude
Yes we could go far in a blue car or maybe on a train in the rain, man I think she must be so insane
Insane, no rather so crazy that she will probably leave me rimes carved in to dimes, just to say how much she loves me
I need her, but not in a suit made out of one really big bur
I think she needs me to, but not when I jump from behind a corner with a big boo
A boo which is intended to scare her right dawn to her shoe-oes
Me, and her maybe we will go vow, the town in one big pare of shoe-oes
A pare of shows made for two that won’t get us booed, but rather cheered by some really big dude
Yes we could, speed read in vane on a fast train, run in the hot sun, or go hi in a tie shaped rocket
Yes hi in a tie shaped rocket, one going to outer pace, armed with mace
In outer space where we would need to us the mace to subdue a race, of space breathing eel who would try to peal us for there next meal I need her, but not in a cote made of four
I think she needs me to, but not when I am blue

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