I\'ll wait for my date and she\'ll never be late
I\'ll muss up her hair and she won\'t even care
I\'ll kiss her sweet lips sometimes covered with chips
I\'ll sing her a song and the words won\'t be wrong
I\'ll sip on her wine and then she\'ll sip on mine
I\'ll massage her neck and she\'ll wiggle like heck
And then when it\'s groovy we\'ll take in a movie
Perhaps take a walk and barely will talk
It\'s not overbearing this caring we\'re sharing
And then when it\'s done we both shall be one.
And when the date ends we\'re the truest of friends
A week then goes by and I\'m back with my Di