Raincheck At Submarine Races

One night way out by the Old Beach I started out being a leech. While watching the Submarine Races I almost made it to all of her bases Till she moved back just out of my reach. She cried ,"Tomorrow you won't respect me!" I pleaded, "Why do you now reject me?" Then my next line worked all of its charm: "You know I would never do you any harm." And my passionate plea did protect me. But the time had gone by way too fast And the rendezvous wasn't to last; It started to drizzle, The mood did a fizzle And the magic spell suddenly passed. Yet, on the way home she told me She wanted to kiss and to hold me. So, what else could I do? I hugged her, kissed her, too; Again and again she consoled me!