sometimes when you get so celibate
the kiss of death
in a gangster movie
is erotic
let me be the first to say
let me be the first to say
her lips are full and wonderful
wouldn't it be funny
if a funeral procession
went through wendy's
her kisses kisses kisses
it has bee a long time
since someone has found
me desirable
i'm trying to enjoy it
with out losing touch
with reality because of it
i wish i knew all the words
to louie louie
i'm hard core
when i lay my head
on her shoulder
against her leather
i find romance
today i danced
with an old black woman
while i pretended i was james brown
i'm american
believing too much
in gold and freedom
her kisses kisses kisses
i think you know what i mean
deep touches
i stroke her like
the bosses pet
but i'm not the biggest back stabber
in the office
making love to her is the labyrinth
you get lost in
and the poppy field
you fall asleep with
like a dream of the senses