What's Not to Love

I can not take my eyes of you Perfectionneverlooked this good before Ineverylittlepointof view I'm diggin' what I see, and I want more Thestarlightin your hair Meetseverylittle prayer Much more than I can bare. So let me now declare The warm-blooded lover On your mind A love like no over Pure love refined Yourheartunder cover Sweet and fine Your warm-blooded lover All the time What's not to love? Ineveryessence on the word Youteaseme and youbringme on my knee's In allthingsthat I find absurd Youseizeme and with such an expertise I need you to renew An oath a guarantee Promise me that you will never Set me free The warm-bloodedlover. . . It's time to set theworldon fire It's time to earn somefrequentflier miles Time to let that love inspire The one to hold you The one totrustyoursecretsThe one todwellyourinnerthoughts and needs Your warm-blooded lover Your warm-blooded lover Your warm-blooded lover Your warm-blooded lover Baby yourheartunder cover Yourheartunder cover Your warm-blooded lover Oh baby, what is not to love? The warm-bloodedlover. . .