Poem, Up late one night

Well I've been looking for a woman,

About five foot six,

Ain't into games,

She's just into kicks,

 

A special green eyed Irish beauty,

Red hair flowing dynamite,

Gonna take me for granted,

In the heat of the night,

 

Come on, woman, don't run away,

Look at my age be night or day,

I ain't got no money,

But I sure gotta whole lotta Love!

 

Well I'm walking down the street,

While my hearts beating heavy,

Swaying in the heat,

Makes me more than just unsteady,

 

Well she's looking at me,

I can feel it in my bones,

Step over my oxygen tubing,

She'll be takin' me home,

 

Come on, baby, don't let age cause you to turn away,

Look at my face be it night or day,

I ain't got no money,

But I sure gotta a whole lotta Love!

 

Well I'm looking for a woman,

Who's looking for a a man,

Who's looking to dial 911,

Like she ain't ever had,

 

Just a sweet special lady,

Ain't afraid of dynamite,

Whose willing to resuscitate me,

In the heat of oxygen night,

 

Come on, healthy lady, don't run away,

Look at my condition, be it night or Saturday,

I ain't got no money,

But I sure gotta whole lotta Love!

 

Baby, Baby, Baby,

Got some Lovely health conditions!