A man with sick abs
Will land him any playgirl.
A man with great wealth
Will bestow him any pearl. 
A man with great height
Will befriend a squirrel.

But to be with she is a whole new deal.
No playboy or billionaire shall obtain her affection
Since your heart is casted a spell
Which will open by a man with no deception.  

All men with boundless egos
Sprinted for her sacred heart.
Yet no one has harvested her soul
Since to her they were just a fart.

Let it be known that I will get her
But only when hell blossoms over.

To then I shall only be your fan
Until I am a desirable man.