See Ya
I do not love Pashmina
Instead, I'd rather say "see ya!"
Now you're done fixing your hair
At your beauty, I can only stare.
I come up to you, head high and proud
And tell you my love aloud.
You seem to want to cry
And you kiss me
I think I'd die.
Boss may be mad
But that doesn't matter to a British lad.
I'll lead you through love
You are my pure white dove.
I wink at Howdy
I can't help it
To let him know Pashmina's his.
Now, my dear, come let's dance
Through the gates of romance.
You're done fixing your hair
At your beauty, I can only stare.
Don't worry we will be together
Forever and ever
Forever and ever
Forever and
Eeevvvveeerrr!