I like having sex with you:
I like it, David, yes I do.
And I would do it on a mountain;
And I would do it by a fountain.
I would do it on a rock,
And I would do it while we talk.
I would do it in the hills--
I would, yes, with thrills and chills.
I would do it on a log;
And I would do it in the fog.
I would do it in a bed;
I would do it dressed in red.
I would do it dipped in syrup,
I would in Spain and Europe.
I would do it, wrapped in fur;
I would do it, yes I'm sure.
I would do it in the park;
And I would do it in the dark.
I would do it in a storm;
I would do it safe and warm.
I would do it fast or slow--
I would do it, come or go.
I like having sex with you:
I like it, David, yes I do;
And if at all I have much luck,
I'll find a way for us to. . . be together.
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