And I

He is finer than fine And kinder than kind He opens doors for me And shows me top-notch chivalry As a matter-of fact The man has my back He cooks He cleans He’s a sweet love machine He cooks my favorite love soup He cleans my---- Ooops And for his love I’m a fiend He showers me with gifts All I have to say is “If” If I had this Here comes the bliss When I check my bank account It’s ten times more than my last amount He makes deposits in more ways than one He’s the man, and all I can say is “Well done” He knows that money can’t buy my love He’s generous just because Our love fits just like a soft Italian Leather glove Kisses and hugs I’m drinking from this Overflowing jug My cup is running over With goodness and mercy And I Thank God