I see the short skirts but its not summer yet,
Before I leave just give me one last cigarette,
Cause on the bus I won't stop looking at the schoolgirl's knees,
Cause on the bus I can't stop looking at the schoolgirl's knees,
And every weekend you say we're going to part,
One last cigarette for my heart,
Cause on the bus I won't stop looking at the schoolgirl's knees,
Cause on the bus I can't stop looking at the schoolgirl's knees,
Stop taking off your clothes I don't want to see you naked,
I want you to take me dancing, please take me dancing tonight,
For if I see you there unclothed then I'll just want to kiss you,
And lay down on the eiderdown and fornicate till dawn,
And that might make your heart shaped face forlorn,
The last time that you waltzed with me I could have sworn our burdens were lighter,
We click our fingers but we feel nothing,
We scratch our backs and still feel nothing,
But do you swear that if I leave you it will rip your heart apart,
Cause I swear that if you leave me it will rip my poor heart apart.
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