So people think where at it
They think we're on the job
Touching where the sun don't shine
The horizontal jog
Sneaking round in darkness
A bunk up here and there
A bit of a knee trembler
Oh when oh where!
I suppose they see a something
That neither of us do
Is it what they would do
It they were me and you?
Well sorry to deflate them
It isn't really so
We never got between the sheets
Or any other joy
So just to set the record straight
We haven't popped the cork!
It just gives you a purpose
A topic for to talk!