You are woman, I am manYou are smaller, so I can be taller thanYou are softer to the touchIt's a feeling I like feeling very muchYou are someoneI admireStill our friendship leaves something to be desiredDoesn't take more explanation than thisYou are woman, I am manLet's kiss
Isn't this the height of nonchalance?Furnishing a bed in restaurantsWell a bit of dinner hurt, but guess who is gonna be dessert?Do good girls do just what momma says? when mommas not around?It's a feeling... What a feeling!
A bit of paté?
Ahh... I drink it all day
Should I do the things he'll tell me to?In this pickle, what would Sadie do?In my soul I feel an inner lackJust suppose he wants his dinner back?
Just some dried up toast in a sliverOn the top a? a little chopped liver? oh
Hmm? Hmm?How many girls become a sinner, whileWaiting for a roast beef dinner?Most girls slip in ordinary waysI got style I do it bordelaiseWell, at least, you think I'm specialYou ordered ala carteIt's a feeling? I like feeling very?
I feel the feeling down to my toesNow I feel that there's a fire hereTry that once a little higher, dearWhat a feast to go on such pearlWould a convent take a Jewish girl?
Does it take more explanation than this?
There's some thrills and chills goin' through meIf I stop him now, will he sue me?
You are woman
You are man