Will you be my valentimes?

I see you gurl, sitting all by your lonesome sipping your latte.
What's this, the latest edition of cosmo and elle, come on baby, do tell.
I know I look rough in my tim's, camo pants,and my hat is tilted to the side.
But thugs can love too and baby right now I'm thinking I could love you boo.

wait, wait, I'm no thug so this wouldn't work,

Roses are red and violets are blue
I've had my eye on you
I got flowers and candy
So I'll just go ahead and take you home.

hmm, yeah, probably not a good one either..

think les, think..

I never have a reason to call or to write,
but I can sit and listen to you for hours, you can keep me up all night.
You'll sometimes correct what I say or make fun of my words on my site.
I can't always say that I know exactly what you mean but somehow it feels right.

Now when I hear a song, I think about if you'd like it too.
I pick up books that once just brushed my fingers tips
I wonder if things that make me laugh will make you laugh too.
And although I don't know enough, I do know you have soft lips.

I could be sitting, waiting, and wishing like a jack johnson song
To have you tell me it would be good to be my valentine
I'd bring you flowers and candy, would that be so wrong?
So before we run out of time will be you be my sweet valentimes?