I'm a poodle in the streets but a bulldog in the sheets
A day with you is like an eternity of behind-the-ear scratches.
I would give anything to be your personal item.
Are you a customs agent? Because I'd like to declare my love for you.
I assure you I can last longer than any jet engine that you know of right in this bed.
You're so cute, I don't need to see your boarding pass.
In the airport, I am willing to let all my personal feelings fly towards you, baby.
I bet you can't even pass airport procedures because you are simply the bomb, honey.
Should you be a sticker, you would be right into my vintage set right now, babe.
I love a good South of the border crossing.
I'd love to be your final destination.
If you were a TSA agent, I would be happy to get a body scan.
You seem to be a good fir up inside my cockpit, you can finally see my cock at last.
We can even do it doggy style, don't worry, I bet the airplane has some nice cabins.
You get jet lag every time? I bet I can show you how fast I recover right now!
If I were an art critic, I'd give you a ravishing review.
Are you an antiques collector? Because I have some junk that hasn't been touched in years.
I may not be an Yves Klein, but I'd be pretty blue if I couldn't get your phone number.
I'd better put on my conservation gloves, because you're too beautiful to handle.
If you were Marina Abramovic I would sit in the MoMA lobby and stare at you all day.