She liked races and going out with her friends
She thinks that romantic men are boring
I understand that what she tells me in these times is not the same
Now violence is commonplace and there are songs that don't rhyme
For her the perfect man should be drunk and a partier
I only have songs and am not an expert at love
Serenade her, tell her what you need
Tell her that she is the star of your nights
And if she turns me down and I'm not the one who waits for her
I fear losing her
Take her on a walk, open the car door for her
Show her details, do it with the love of someone who is in love
Because there isn't a women who doesn't want flowers
Serenade her, tell her what you need
Tell her that she is the star of your nights
And if she turns me down and I'm not the one who waits for her
I fear losing her
Take her on a walk, open the car door for her
Show her details, do it with the love of someone who is in love
Because there isn't a women who doesn't want flowers