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If I ask you difficult questions
If I make improper suggestions
Would you find that a risk to your health?
Would you put me up on the bookshelf
With the books and the plants?
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delerious
If I were kind and adoring
How would that be?
Very borring
Mister Pressman with your penknife
Always asking about my sexlife
And who with and how many times?
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delerious
All the advice seems so unkind"
If you don't stop, you will go blind"
They'll tell you it's none of their business
Then console you with a big kiss on the lips
And on the back of the neck(
Oh hey...)
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delerious
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delerious...ý
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