Lyrics: Apple Pie A La Mode

Kelly: Beyonce
B: What?
K: Michelle
M: What?
K: Look
B&M: Where?
K: Hold up don't turn your head. Just slowly turn your head
B:oh yes
M:oh
B: Girl...
M: He's definitly fine
K: That's right

He walks in the club with love in his eyes
As he steps females flock, flockin by his side
Lookin scrumptous, even though he ain't tryin'
Finest thing that you ever did see
The sext creation had his hat tilted to the side
Starin at me, nostrils open wide
Can't even vocalize what I visualize, had my body paralyzed
As he smiled at me I said:
Hey boy would you enjoy sittin' next to me in your corduroys?
I'm from Texas my girl is from Illinois
Where you from, can I come visit you sometimes?
My oh my you seem like husband material
Are you married cause your very very exordinary, kinda scary
I want your name in my vocabulary

*Chorus* 2x
Lullaby love
Where have you been all of my life?
Your chocolate covered, strawberry, apple pie a la mode

Tell me your dreams and your aspirations
What's your furture plans
What's your motivations
Boy I'm lovin how your so unpredictible, but I'm feelin you
Guess I gotta get with you
...... you available, so sensual
lullaby love heartbreakable, so special, baby makeable

*Chorus*

Kelly Over Chrous
It's all in the way you look at me
I'm sure I'll me enjoying your company
you turning me on with your modesty
with sucha a beatiful personality

HEEEEE

Beyonce
So scrumptious love
Apple a la pie mode