(I think we're ready for eh, the second installment of the Sloppy Love Jingle. Roll it. Action!)

Ok, continued 
What's next upon the menu? 
Hmm, maybe I should crack a joke 
Attack and ask her if she smokes 
Cause I can't seem to find my matches 
And that could break the ice but 
I'm a bad actress with three lighters I acquired the previous night 
And there I was do or die 
She was approximately five feet away from my frame 
So I decided to take a stride, swallow my pride, tellin' her my name like 
Hello miss, my name is Travis 
Just a ordinary cat, I'm into art and fuzzy rabbits, kinda smart with a big heart, you can have it 
See you find that funny 
I'd love to buy you a drink but I got bent and spent my money 
But would you kindly accept a raincheck 
Perhaps some deep chit chat 
She didn't think twice, nodded her head and said "I'm with that" 
By the way do you have some matches? 
She's like, "no, but there's a lighter right in front of you" 
And now we both giggling 
This girl's so crazy, got my gullet jiggling 
Fiddling with my feelings like an out of tune piano 
Like I'm on ritalin 
The way she's got my undivided attention dismissin' any thoughts of lettin' this one get away