She was sitting little perplex Next to me, boy On her first late movie Momma saying her hide these nine old stockings Oh, man, did it knock me? Couldn't tell a word Have a real disaster So no way out but tryin' to love to say "Baby, see you la-ter" When I sit beside her School monday morning Her sweet smell makes me dizzy I'm sorry, teacher, Haven't heard he call me My brain straiked being so busy But let's there are in such position I really can't write my composition And must complete my mission I swear next time I'll get my chance go And won't be no way out My plane got no buggin, I say I know how to warm you up I won't stop till I'm sure I'm your cherry, amore My crashin' plane is ready for you I'm kamikadze lover Kamikadze lover Kamikadze lover [: That's kamikadze lover... :]