Tres fou, Tres distingue,
Or you would melt in my mouth, I should say.
Bon journo, kiddo,
Golly-gee so delicioso.
I know I'm throwing out a jazzy line,
But I like some pizzazz, some dazzle when I dine.
Would you still think I was a stylish girl if I used my hands?
I want to eat you like ice-cream 'cause
You're so yummy, yummy, yummy.
Tres fou, Tres distingue,
You're sweet like soda-pop, I should say.
My lips are more than on a chick that chirps.
They need a draw through the straw that'll quench their thirst.
A moment on my lips forever on my hips.
I'm a compulsive over-eater.
I want to eat you like ice-cream 'cause
You're so yummy, yummy, yummy.
I don't need a spoon 'cause I take bites.
I like boys who put up a good fight.
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