Apple Pie A La Mode

[Kelly:] Beyonce 
[B:] What? 
[K:] Michelle 
[M:] What? 
[K:] Look 
[B&M:] Where? 
[K:] Hold up don't turn your head. Just slowly turn your head 
[B:] oh yes
[M:] oh
[B:] Girl... 
[M:] He's definitly fine 
[K:] That's right 

He walks in the club with love in his eyes 
As he steps flock, flockin females by his side 
Lookin scrumptious, even though he ain't tryin' 
The finest thang that you ever did see 
The sexy creation had his hat tilted to the side 
Starin at me, had my nostrils open wide 
Can't even vocalize what I visualize and my body paralyzed 
As he smiled at me I said: 
Hey boy would you enjoy sittin' next to me in your corduroys? 
I'm from Texas my girl is from Illinois 
Where you from, can I come visit you sometimes? 
My oh my you seem like husband material 
Caught in your cheerial
Are you married cause you're very very exordinary, kinda scary 
I want your name in my vocabulary 

[Chorus 2x]
Lullaby love 
Where have you been all of my life? 
Your chocolate covered, strawberry, apple pie a la mode 

Tell me your dreams and aspirations 
What's your furture plans? 
What's your motivations? 
Boy I'm lovin how you so unpredictible, but I'm feelin you 
Admirin