One
She prefers the night to day
Two
She never calls me when she says
Three
A motorcycle riding to the south
Four
The way she puts her fingers in her mouth
Five
Running just in time to miss our train
Six
The old park benches where we scratched our names
Seven she says do or die
Seven reasons why
Eight
Her swerving hips and her lip service
Nine
Consumes the hopes of all men dressed in black and flesh
Ten
Oh she ain't got the the time to speed
Eleven
She leaves the pie and always always eats her greens
Twelve well she cries do or die
Twelve reasons why I love her, oh
Oh twelve reasons why
Twelve reasons why I wrote this love song
It's off the cuff
I jotted down a shopping list of love
Of love of love of love
I'm reminded that there's nothing that can touch her
Oh, yeah
Writer(s): Simon Wray, Jake Shillingford, Paul Seipel, Daniel Richard Turner
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