I keep my mind and legs where there suppose to be,
Practicing abstinence but some, being in a relationship is a tough thing,
But every time I see a girl who cries, where’s the love your man can bring?
For some I worry for them,
But why am I being concerned for that man, being treated like dirt?
But I keep telling myself if we get together she again won’t get hurt,
I just wonder if some of those girls know that their man is a jerk, I hope they’ve learnt.

Maybe we smile,
Maybe we hold hands for a while,
Maybe we can play around in the leaves, you could feel like a child,
Maybe holding hands could turn into love that could run for miles,
Maybe,
Maybe,
We’ll have to see.

Some of you girls deserve better than you’re being treated,
Every girl I see could see as a potential of a spark to be heated,
But some put themselves down for that jerk, the feel defeated.
Spread your wings, feel free,
Because I want that girl everyday she sees me to be pouring out with glee.


Maybe we smile,
Maybe we hold hands for a while,
Maybe we can play around in the leaves, you could feel like a child,
Maybe holding hands could turn into love that could run for miles,
Maybe,
Maybe,
We’ll have to see.

You’re more than special,
You’re extraordinary in terms of beauty,
So many girls in the world,
And so many I could have a dance with, just twirl,
And let your worries come to an ease,
Because unlike your man, I just want to please,
So if you want to get with me,
Maybe,
We’ll have to see.