Oh Michelle, Michelle,
I might know something I can’t tell you.
The second I understand, I’ll cover up what I can,
Cause you’re right. . I’m a boys man.
I don’t know what love is,
Because I’ve never really felt it.
If I had any proof,
Even you would hit the roof.
(I’d hit the floor).
I want to be more,
But I don’t think that’s what I’m here for,
Suffering has sketched all over you,
And we alone know what you have to show.
I don’t know what love is,
Because I’ve never really felt it.
If I had any proof,
Even you would hit the roof.
(I’d hit the floor).
I don’t hate you,
I don’t know how to start.
You have that smile I can never forget,
I want to see how big these boots can get.
Knockin' Boots?
Oh. At 63 it's knockin' over false teeth. Just a metaphor ~A~