She is a temptress, she is a tease
So easy to mould, so easy to please.
I don't know what she sees in me?
This feels like key-hole surgery.
I'm not like other men you see,
This love we have is chemistry,
Like libertines in history,
I'd use my tongue in ecstasy.
I know I want her next to me,
In perfect pertinacity.
She makes me feel alive and free
I need her like a pharmacy.