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My girl wanted to go the matinee movies,
so she asked    me too

Miss Pretty Brown Eyes
was ever a looker for a good time
in the stone soul 
theater cool, dark veil blue

And so was    me too

Her Cadillac eyes said, Lets bounce ... 
make the quarter to one, “Couples Special”
Have a some quality celluloid time;
drink up the lemonade, 
and inside shade by the refill ounce
Let the popcorn butter on our fingertips 
get sweetly licked,
while I get a squint-eye scare-boo
with my baby Teddy boo you

And then my cuddly she bear
gave a spicy wink at mild    me too

When the silver screen got to moving,
and the projector screams got drowned out
by next row surround sound moan stereo
The usher came and removed that balcony couple
who had got tongue magnet too personal
Their steamy attraction
forced the matinee lovers to have to go

Then, I became too scared 
to make a ticket smooch move anymore
But my girl, she was brave as a go-getter can-do ...

Yet the same kind of courage wasn’t in     me too

And my honeybee looked angrily at the screen,
and said: Boy, what is wrong with you!
I could tell by the passion flame in her fiery eyes,
kissing was on the credit roll menu
And she said impatiently, 
romance is on a dwindle chance mood:

Don’t you wanna start a little sumptin  sumptin,
it’s what we came here to do
Don’t make these empty arms file a non-harassment suit
This loving mind wanna taste some chocolate lip sugar ...
so tell me the full disclosure truth,  how ‘bout you?

And my cold feet reluctantly said: yeah,    me too

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