Pictures of picnics that we had in the park
All of the bottles that we
Seventeen postcards you sent me from
The spot on the sofa that
Does she whisper so sweetly
Does she unrest a little at a time
Jealousy got on, it's just a tiny little crime
All I got left is a lonely
She couldn't possibly mean to
Will she wake up with a smile
Just a touch, it could drive you wild
you can't take it anymore
Does she laugh in your face and say
it's not against the law?
All I got left is a lonely box of liv
All I've got left is a lonely
She couldn't possibly mean
All of the bottles that we
Seventeen postcards she sent me from
The spot on the sofa that
Does she whisper so sweetly
Does she undress a little at a time
Till all she got on is just a tiny little crime
She couldn't possibly mean to you
Does she touch you all over like
Does she feel about you the
Does she take you all to places