THE FRENCH KISS

They would put their foot Into everything, why not open your mouth and I'll give you a ping; government is ousted, maybe freedom is related, first time I kissed, I found all this hype was overrated. L'amour for sure, I'm going on the guided tour, I had an Eiffel but they just closed the door, Sacre Coeur was a blur, I was clamouring for more, Notre Dame burnt down but I still went, what for? Montmartre licked me in the rain, a nice fountain, your lips pouted, abnormal but became same again; prefer to stay on the outside, just an english kiss, but when you're offered an opening, too good to miss. Al this writhing activity left me feeling rather weak, but there was no need to worry, it was tongue in cheek.