Kiss/Lover’s Society

Lyrics

[Intro] You gonna sing tonight? Yeah? I had this feeling you were gonna sing some of Prince songs for me. Where did that come from? Did anybody agree to do that? Yeah, we're gonna sing a Prince song, okay. You know the chorus, sing it.  [Part I: Kiss] [Verse] Better not talk flirty, mama, know how to undress me Better not talk dirty, mama, that won't impress me You don't have to watch "Dynasty" to have an attitude Just leave it on up to me, yeah, my love is gonna be your food Okay, gonna sing this [Chorus] You don't have to be rich to be my girl You don't have to be cool to rule my world Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with Just want your extra time and your— I only did that so I could do that bit— Kiss [Part II: Lover's Society] [Verse 1] Well, they're taking minutes to do what takes me hours At the lover's society Well, they're sending out tenders for new ivory towers At the lover's society And the chairman's so together Drinks coffee from a lover's cup It's always lover's weather If bitterness would just button up He doesn't need sugar, we all know why When he's planning a broken heart bring him by Bring him by, yeah [Chorus] I wanna belong and I wanna be part of the lover's society I wanna belong and I wanna be part of the lover's society They shouldn't mess with me, no They shouldn't mess with me [Verse 2] Well, they talk about things that do not make my agenda At the lover's society The committee are emotional big spenders At the lover's society They've always got a quorum They love to love to always agree That this is the lover's famous forum And they've excluded cynical me They say it's paranoia, and I've got the patent But I think it's paranormal that they're so blatant They're so blatant [Chorus] I wanna belong and I wanna be part of the lover's society I wanna belong and I wanna be part of the lover's society They shouldn't mess with me, no They shouldn't mess with me [Verse 3] Casanova and Don Juan talking turkey in the corner At the lover's society Sylvia Plath and Mrs. Browning, they just go for a sauna At the lover's society I'm standing at the lover's keyhole With half a bottle of Beck's 'Cause it sure felt cold and lonely Sucking my thumb in the annex You should see the archives on the shelf Proves every lover just loves him or herself Him or herself, him or herself, oh [Chorus] I'm vaguely bitter 'cause they've written me Out of the text of the lover's society I wanna belong and I wanna be part of the lover's society They shouldn't mess with me, no They shouldn't mess with me They shouldn't mess with me, no [Outro] Thanks.