Strangers who go to bed
And know the difference
Company occasional
My name on your mouth
Kissing back words
Kissing explanations
Kissing excuses
And loose interpretations
Of the definition
Of here and now
Which won't
Spell itself out, but
You're here, and I'm around
You taste like summer in February
Wine running down the front
Kisses
Of bitter sugar, the things I can't have
And the ways in which I
Want
Ooh, ooh strangers who
Go to bed more often now
And to know the difference is
Paramount, company occasional
Is wary of wearing itself out
Still, we stand
Against the overflow
As I stand against the heat
And the guilt
As guilty pleasure recedes
You're delicious (Delicious)
You're delicious
You are (You are)
Delicious
Oh, oh, oh
You are delicious
Oh, oh, oh (You are)
Oh, oh, oh (Delicious)
Oh, oh, you are
Delicious
And back, and back, and back (You're gone)
Again
Delicious (mmm, mmm, mmm)
Hey, and back again
Mmm, mmm, mmm, oh