I like to do it in the dark,

or broad daylight while at the park.

We sure can make out while we shop,

the little squeezes never stop.

Down the aisle of love we stroll,

a sidelong glance to let you know,

like Boston Cream, you're silky-fine,

I grab you at the checkout line.

Attraction is a wonder,

heat lightning and big thunder…Oh-oh-oh

Some things that we do are just for us,

our little code no one can bust,

These secret things, these things we do,

like touching tongues, what's tofu do for you?

This may not be some thing one talks about,

'cept privately.

I'll take my passion with some fun,

I need a lot, I'll take a ton

Do you do these kinds of things,

do you have a bell to ring?

I bet that you could make me laugh,

I wish you would, if you've got ½

the humor in you that I think,

come on now, just give me a wink.

I promise I will tell no one,

You've had more than your share of fun…