I remember the day I met you I looked in to your eyes, I had thought what a beauty she was and that she was mine.
Forevermore she was not the only one she was one out of four and then again,
I looked in to his eyes so for evermore I will always love those fifty fingers and fifty toes.
Then again, I looked in to twenty eyes for which they are my bundle of joy. I can say I love to hear all those hundred toes and hundred fingers roaming around me so sweet and dear.