Never meant to wake you up
I didn’t mean to interrupt
It seemed OK to give self little excuse
And the morning shines so bright
And I was melting through the night
You never gave me other chances to choose
I’m begging you please don’t spoil it
Don’t come up with “What the deuce!”
You’re the queen of my dreams so join it
Cause I’ve got no more things to do
Pressure’s jumping up
And then the clocks’ about to stop
You’re telling me what knocks you out of my shoes
And then you said you were fed up
And now’s the time and that’s enough
There are so many things that you don’t wanna lose
I’m begging you please don’t spoil it
Don’t come up with “What the deuce!”
You’re the queen of my dreams so join it
Cause I’ve got no more things to do
Long live the Jack
We got some wine, we got some snack
And then I played some kind of good-smelling blues
And this is how the things are done
Your nipples said – you’d better run
I want you now, I want you make me feel good
