At first glance I was hooked like a fish in water
I saw a tender lamb that was ready for slaughter
Not in a violent way but spicy
You just might be a honey bun that’s icy
Your eyes woke me up from the dead
I was up all night tossing in the bed
Wondering will I ever get a chance to see them glow
I wonder will they take me to a place I don’t know
I’m glad I got a glimpse to see the sparkle by night
That is the main reason that gave me the inspiration to write
Can you guard my heart as you do your 9 to 5
Will you be the one I’m thanking God I’m a live
Cajun Eyes is my type of seasoning
I’m straight forward; I don’t have time for reasoning
I’m a Mr. Wrong looking for a Mrs. Right
I look forward to looking deeper into your eyes throughout the night
Timothy Warfield
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