Celine Dion

I think I’ve got a crush on Celine Dion
The way she beats her chest when she sings a love song
There’s something about her makes me want to feed her
And I’d love to be Mister Celine Dion
She’ll sing a song in English, and she’ll sing en francais
Both the songs will suck, but I love her anyway
She’s full of emotion, I’m full of devotion
For Celine and I’ll be hers someday
Oh Celine Dion, you soft-rock my world
Won’t you please be mine Celine
I would do anything, if you’d be my girl
Oh, be my girl Celine
I sent you cards and letters, but you don’t respond
You play hard to get, but my heart goes on and on (and on and on, etc…)
I just wanna say, je aimerez
And I can see your house from my van
Oh Celine Dion, you soft-rock my world
Won’t you please be mine Celine
I would do anything, if you’d be my girl
Oh, be my girl Celine
Celine Celine
Her skin’s so soft and clean
Just like porcelain
I wish she’d slather me
With a tub of Vaseline
(That was a little creepy) I’m sorry, Celine
Celine Celine
Celine Dion