On my left's a brand new bachelor
who claims he's broken-hearted
on my right Miss Belle de jour, so very young
she's squirming for attention, I would wager that she'll get it
And me, I'm smiling, thinking of your tongue
But mine has never touched it
I really'd love to suck it
Legend has it that I'm faithful to the end
Observation or obsession?
no, Idon't know which I'd bet on
Legend has it that I'm faithful to the end
On the stage a man I know, he plays the troubadour
his voice is cracked and bitter with regret
and every sorry song he sings is named after a different girl
his wife of many years, she keeps him yet
And I'm sitting, smiling, thinking of your tongue
But mine has never touched it
I know I'd love to suck it
Legend has it that I'm faithful to the end
Observation or obsession?
no, I can't say which I'd bet on
Legend has it that I'm faithful to the end...
If I gave you a tiny heart of sugar
If I asked you to put it on my tongue
If I told you my kisses would be meaningless
Would you love me in spite of all I've done?...
I came alone into this nightclub
where they're circling each other
and every body in here must be once and future lovers
But I'm sitting, smiling, thinking of your tongue
But mine has never touched it
I'd really like to suck it
Legend has it that I'm faithful to the end
Observation or obsession?
no, I don't know which I'd bet on
Legend has it that I'm faithful to the end...
From eighteen stories down CD, the tongue CD