Please Be Rude

It's easy, running through your hair

Like fields of poppies in salt air

You said to me that you won't share

And I said I would never dare

I stared at you the way I do

When I want something else from you

You say, "Don't you go beg and plead," and

You booked the night train for a reason

I think I've seen this love before

I think I've seen this love before

Oh, she was hanging round my block

And now she's walking through my door

Oh yeah, I've seen this face before

I think I've seen this face before

Oh, she was walking 'round my block

And now she's coming through-

My interest is to lay with you

To laugh and have nothing to do

How else can it be proven to you

That I'm devout? I spill right out

My interest is to bathe with you

To soak you in and let it stew

And if I tell you something rude

Then drain me out, and please be rude

I think I've seen this love before

I think I've seen this love before

Oh, she was hanging round my block

And now she's walking through my door

Oh yeah, I've seen this face before

I think I've seen this face before

Oh, she was walking 'round my block

And now she's coming through-