I do exist
Loving is something I cannot resist
Few people I've met gave me a list
On what I should do when I've been kissed

I should not think about someone else
I should not stop when I feel less
I should not shout, "Seven hells!"
I should, on the other hand, hear wedding bells

But I hate these rules
And I hate how he drools
And it makes everyone look like fools
Now I'm sitting alone on a barstool