Never meant to wake you up I didn’t mean to interrupt It seemed OK to give self little excuse And the morning shines so bright And I was melting through the night You never gave me other chances to choose
I’m begging you please don’t spoil it Don’t come up with “What the deuce!” You’re the queen of my dreams so join it Cause I’ve got no more things to do
Pressure’s jumping up And then the clocks’ about to stop You’re telling me what knocks you out of my shoes And then you said you were fed up And now’s the time and that’s enough There are so many things that you don’t wanna lose
I’m begging you please don’t spoil it Don’t come up with “What the deuce!” You’re the queen of my dreams so join it Cause I’ve got no more things to do
Long live the Jack We got some wine, we got some snack And then I played some kind of good-smelling blues And this is how the things are done Your nipples said – you’d better run I want you now, I want you make me feel good