Dave

There once was (you) a guy named Dave
You never knew that you were my fav.
You shot hoops at Dodson
And didn't care that I was watchin'!
Then you moved where the corn grows high
Time went on and years slipped by.
Before you know it, we noticed one another
Now you've got kids-- and I'm their mother!
Everyone should know, I'm your biggest fan
And that I'm still needing 'the son of a Preacher man'
I'm here to tell ya HAPPY BIRTHDAY
And I think you're great, in a lotta ways!
Today you might be 34
But even when you're 90, I'll be knockin' on your door.

Love you.