Oh, it really
wasn't my intention
To disregard convention
It was just an impulse
That had to be obeyed
Though it seems convention we've been
scorning I'll still not go in mourning
Though my reputation is blemished I'm afraid
With just one kiss
What heaven,
what rapture, what bliss?
Maybe I thought I wouldn't
Naturally I thought I couldn't
And probably I should have But aren't you kinda glad we did?
Actually,
it all was blameless Nevertheless,
they'll call it shameless
So let's keep the lady nameless But aren't you kinda glad we did?
Actually,
I'll be an outcast Obviously,
we'll dine alone
On my good name There will be dead cast
And a chaperone No matter how they may construe it
