Getting older and greyer and less optimistic by the day.
If for just one second
It had crossed my mind,
That this morning's goodbye
Would be the last time,
...
One night at a time
Is not quite enough,
One whole night a week
You call my bluff.
...
A bucketful of mutiny and I can argue myself to sleep
You my love can be dirty, you my love can be sweet
You my love can be faithful, you my love can be closed
You my love can be homespun
...
Hot chocolate coats
And cinnamon hats,
Won't keep me from the cold, in fact
There is just one reason
...
I'm a satyr it seems
And I like to beat around the bush
If you know what I mean;
I'm a red-blooded male
...