One love to caramel sundaes, with the cherries on top. Yeah, and big up to my French Vanillas. Parlez vous, francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon bons, and all that good stuff. That good stuff
Your whole shell baby’s wicked like Nimrod, caught me like a fresh-water scrod.
Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri drippin.