A thousand girls can’t compare to you,
if it wasn’t for you I don’t know what I’d do.
There’s a million of you I don’t want to share,
you’ll still be here with me so why should I care.

She was a girl with finer class,
I was just a boy looking at tits and ass.
She used to call me her little hunk,
before I met her I was I high school punk.