Stay (Just A Little Bit More)
He was a bore, a true chore and I still wonder why I ever wanted to see him more
I know it is useless to complain all these years after, well
Thanks for asking now I'm fine
I should have muffled my obsession but I was all too pure
And so blindly sure that he'd always have the satisfying hug I needed
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
Yes he was kind, polite and divine in public, tender as a sleepy child
But when we got slightly more intimate it wasn't that bright
Yes he was kind, polite, sound and sublime, in a theory
But in practice believe me, there was a nasty fire burning, oh
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
And when my curves came into play
Oh, what a hopeless tumbling down
When his desire was stuck in plaster
I was young but I believed in no tales!
So in the desert of the bed I looked hard for an oasis
But all I could find was a dead camel in pieces
So I got so scared I tried to lure him back to bed
And whispered "Stay just a little more!"
But now I'm grateful to the camel
Cause all the lazy boy could do was run, then I knew for sure
That he would never be the satisfying shag I needed, no
Stay just a little bit more
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
