Listen here, Jack. I'm not talkin' about your run-of-the-mill fling, or that poster on your wall. I'm talkin' about the real thing. I'm talkin' about love, kid. It just so happens that she's fine as shyt. Now I'll rock her world, you best be sure about that. But her? Nah. She can destroy mine. And I'll always come back askin' her for more.
Well said