You are woman, I am man
You are smaller, so I can be taller than
You are softer to the touch
It’s a feeling I like feeling very much
You are someone
I admire
Still our friendship leaves something to be desired
Doesn’t take more explanation than this
You are woman, I am man
Let’s kiss
Isn’t this the height of nonchalance?
Furnishing a bed in restaurants
Well a bit of dinner hurt- but guess who is gonna be
dessert?
Do good girls do just what momma says… when mommas not
around?
It’s a feeling... oy vey… what a feeling!
A bit of pat??
Ahh... I drink it all day
Should I do the things he’ll tell me to?
In this pickle, what would Sadie do?
In my soul I feel an inner lack
Just suppose he wants his dinner back?
Just some dried up toast in a sliver
On the top a… a little chopped liver… oh
Hmm… hmm…
How many girls become a sinner, while
Waiting for a roast beef dinner? oh
Most girls slip in ordinary ways
I got style I do it bordelaise
Well at least you think I’m special
You ordered ala carte
It’s a feeling… I like feeling very…
I feel the feeling… down to my toes
Now I feel that there’s a fire here
Try that once … a little higher dear
What a feast to go on such pearl…
Would a convent take a Jewish girl?
Does it take more explanation than this?
Oh... there’s some thrills and chills goin’ through me
If I stop him now… will he sue me?
You are woman.
You are man.
Let’s….
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