- Our love is like a do-while loop
- that never meets the terms
- I look into your eyes and I
- infinitely recurse
- I want to call your functions
- and read through all your strings
- You're the one parameter
- for all my subroutines
-
- Chorus:
- {
- Oh, won't you goto my heart?
- I may be object-oriented,
- But line-by-line's the place to start
- I'll always love you while
- Your heart does not return to my sent love
- an end of file!
- }
-
- If your love don't equal 0
- I'll be your only 1
- Else I'll be assigned
- To never love no one
- (semicolon!)
- Switch yourself this way, my love,
- Case you will be my girl,
- Case I love you, case I want you,
- Default I'll rock your world.
- (semicolon!)
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