There you were, then there you weren't
Unable to be unsure
Then unable to be

And I cannot resist

Staring into your face
Thinking "God, what have I done?"
And the litany of unacceptable kisses

And I cannot resist

The fruits of passion
Such a hassle to clean up
Two idiots, unbored with love

And I cannot resist

You'd prefer you had
A routine
Line of mouth but not me
You'd rather you had
Everyday
Nostril shapes but not me

Bong-bing-bonk-o-bung
A head rolling down the stairs
Bing bong bonk-o bung

And here is hoping the booze gives you a wild sleep
And that your mysteriousness-ess
Remain
More hot than sad

I cannot resist
I cannot resist
I cannot resist

Copyright: ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): James Cyrus Stewart