In the Lunchroom

Well now that you have gone and turned me on I guess im now definitely going to be taking you home Just know that i got to wake up early to mow the lawn Because that was the only thing that rhymed in the poem And the feeling i get whenever you catch my stare Is like healing a secret with the passing of air Whats the deal though you dont return my glare You know what i want to steal it could never be fair But by the end of this night ill have pillaged your village And know that ill never stop pressing or keep you guessing You have appealed to my picky liking baby ill be your viking Oh and i hope you dont mind if i call you baby because im definitely not shady But as im watching you drink that drink Im starting to think As my peripherals catch your movement I want to savor the moment But with the unfortunate passing of the everlasting time This moment could never be lasting because its almost tomorrow And the only thing that ive wanted more than time is for you to be mine Because lady i dont mean to sound shallow But you turn me on