You're sweet under the surface, I didn't know such beauty could exist. Can I make you feel nervous, Or feel like this is a high school love? I listen when I hear you talk, Learning what makes you smile and worry. I fall victim to staring when you walk, Silently hoping you don't hurry. Fascinated by your beauty, Alarmed whenever you're moody... Your appearance is never unruly, That's why you have my attention, fully. Something rare that doesn't judge, If I was in a situation you wouldn't budge. Not the type to use any enhancements, I want you to say my name like an enchantment... You could be the witch to my broom, The lovely bride to my handsome groom. I could be the pumpkin to your spice, The mean to your nice... Two sides of a coin, Where both our worlds join. The calm to my violence, I'm the loud to your silence. The bad to your good, Wooing you like it's the 90s. That's the way it should be, When I propose eventually. The standard love simply isn't for me, Instead may I have that old 90s love? That introduce you to my mama love, That fight for you through drama love. I want a 90s vibe love we can share, Something nothing else can compare. Something that you can't find any where, That way we'll always feel like a pair. I want that hold me down if I'm wrong, I'll do the same when you're not strong. It doesn't have to be perfect only worth it, That cook, clean and love me type vibe. Give me that old school love, That love no other love can touch. Give me all your love real lush, And we can treat this like a high school crush...