Pitäisi ostaa hyppynaru...

I like his looks and I laugh at his faces,
I love his stories but I blush at places.
He talks like a poet but walks like a stray,
Not a saint nor a devil but all shades of grey.

He dines like a king and he drinks like a whore,
He's a prince and a pirate and he loves me sore.
I placed my bets and got a dollar for my dime,
You might give him the eye but he's mine, all mine!