I Like Your Smell
(Verse)
An Italian man with limited English skills
On a date, with an
American tourist
In a voice oh so suave
and manner cavalier
Uttered the following
in her ear
(Chorus)
I Like Your Smell
As in a big bowl of
spaghetti
I
Like Your Smell
More than a plate of
cappelletti
The highest
compliment from one
Who lives to eat
Those four misspoken words
That leave her as red, as a beet
I Like Your Smell
Said the gent as he slid closer
I
Like Your Smell
As refined as a bull dozer
The one phrase that could
lead
To a meaning-ful life-long ro-man-ce
Or compels her to “Not
a chance,
We don’t jell!”
I
Like Your Smell
I Like Your Smell
As he wrapped both arms around'er
I
Like Your Smell
If he were liquid he'd
a drowned'er
The ideal words
To get her to kneel
at his feet
And make her heart
Skip-a-beat
Or, say Farewell
I
Like Your Smell
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