39 Mango Pick Up Lines

Must be a mangosteen, because you're the queen of all fruits in my eyes.

You must be a mango, because our chemistry is still ri-pening!

Call me a mango pit, because I'm hard for you.

Is it mango season already? Because you're looking ripe for the picking.

You must be a mango daiquiri, because you've got me feeling intoxicated without a single sip.

You must be a mango thief, because you've stolen the pulp right out of my heart.

Are you a mango lassi? Because you're smooth, sweet, and I want to drink you up.

Call me a mango seed, because I want to be at the core of your life.

You must be a perfectly ripe mango, because you're making my mouth water.

I hope you're not allergic to mangoes, because I find you absolutely intoxicating.

I must be dreaming of paradise, because I see a mango goddess right before me.

Call me a mango farmer, because I'd love to tend to your needs all season long.

You must be a mango sticky rice, because you're the perfect blend of sweet and satisfying.

Are you a mango tree? Because I'd love to climb all over you.

If life were a mango tree, I'd choose the branch closest to you.

In my garden of Eden, you'd be the forbidden mango I couldn't resist.

I'd trek through a whole mango forest just to share one slice with you.

I've got a feeling we'd make a great pear, but I'd rather mango out with you.

You must be magical, because you've turned my heart into mango pulp.

Is your name Alfonso? Because you're the king of mangoes in my eyes.

Are you a mango seed? Because I can see us growing something beautiful together.

You've got me all twisted like a mango sticky rice roll.

Is it just me, or is there some serious mango-netic attraction between us?

Are you a mango? Because you're looking ripe for the picking.

I must be in a mango grove, because everything around me is sweet and juicy.

Is your name Mango? Because you're the main-go in my life.

You must be a mango smoothie, because you've got me all shook up.

Are you a mango farmer? Because you've planted seeds of desire in my heart.

I'm no expert, but I bet you taste even sweeter than a mango.

You're like a perfectly ripe mango – soft, sweet, and impossible to resist.

I'd love to take you out for a mango lassi and see where the night leads us.

Are you a mango? Because you're making my mouth water.

I hope you're not too slippery, because I'd hate to let a catch like you slip through my fingers.

Is it hot in here, or is it just the tropical fruit that is you?

If love were a flavor, it would taste exactly like you.

I hope you're not too shy, because I'd love to peel back your layers.

I must be dreaming, because I've never seen such a fine specimen in the produce aisle.

You're so fine, you make other fruits look like they're in black and white.

Is it hot in here, or is it just the tropical fruit in front of me?