My Two Lips

I've got two lips that speak of you In between themselves Up and down they flap around About you and no one else They can't seem to keep a secret Given up on trying They love you and really mean it Smile as you walk by I've got two lips that whistle So much more than Dixie If you lean in to their whispering You'll hear them say please kiss me They will unashamedly turn up In a Northern direction Whenever your lips show up Hoping for affection My two lips have had this wish To meet up with yours And seal their fortune with a kiss Making this a crowd of four Where our four lips will talk about Everything under the sun Making out our favorite sound Of how much they're in love