If I make improper suggestions,
Would you find that a risk to your health?
Would you put me up on the bookshelf,
With the books and the plants?
Desperate, but not serious.
Your kisses drive me delirious.
If I were kind and adoring,
How would that be?
Very boring.
Mister Pressman, with your penknife,
Always asking about my sex life.
And who with, and how many times?
Desperate, but not serious.
Your kisses drive me delirious.
All the advice, seems so unkind.
"If you don't stop, you will go blind!"
They tell you it's none of their business.
And console you, with a big kiss
On the lips, and on the back of your neck.
Oh heck!
Desperate, but not serious.
Your kisses drive me delirious.
Desperate, but not serious.
Your kisses drive me delirious.
(Repeat till end)
Adam Ant & Marco Pirroni