You are woman, I am man. You are smaller, so I can be taller than. You are softer to the touch. It's a feeling I like feeling very much. You are someone I've admired. Still our friendship believes something to be desired. Does it take more explanation than this? You are woman, I am man. Let's kiss. Isn't this the height of nonchalance? Furnishing a bed in restaurants? Well, a bit of dinner never hurt. But guess who is gonna be dessert? Do good girls do just what mama says when mama's not around? It's a feeling, oh, what a feeling. A bit of pate? I drink it all day. Should I do the things he'll tell me to? In this pickle, what would Nelly do? In my soul, I feel an inner lack. Just suppose he wants his dinner back. Does it take more explanation than this? Just some dried out toast in a sliver. On the top, a little chopped liver. How many girls become a sinner while waiting for a roast beef dinner? Though most girls slip in ordinary ways, I got style, I do it bordelaise. Well, at least he thinks I'm special. Well, at least he thinks I'm special. He ordered a la carte. It's a feeling, I like feeling. Mary, I feel the feeling down to my toes. Now I feel that there's a fire here. Try that once a little higher. Dear, what a beast to ruin such a pearl. Would a convent take a Jewish girl? Does it take more explanation than this? Ooh, the thrills and chills going through me. If I stop him now, can he sue me? You are woman. You are man. Let's kiss.