To the Lovebirds, As I Know You
There's a little Dixie devil in that
six-foot, two-inch frame.
He blinks that wink and grins that smile...
you know him.
Mike's the name.
He loves his darlin' lady, Chris,
and courts her with a flair.
The Basquo and the Southern gent...
a perfect, magic pair.
It's a joy to watch them dance and talk
and flirt and fight and coo.
The Fates have given them a chance
to build one life from two.
Whatever paths in life they choose,
they'll travel hand in hand...
that sweet and fiery female, Chris,
and Irish Mike, her man.
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