It's Love, Boys

I gave my gal a cookie, she let me see her underwear
I touched her on her fuzzy thigh, she didn't really seem to care
I got into her t-shirt
I got into her bloomers
But what the people say are just a bunch of nasty rumors
Because it's love, boys,
This time it's really love, it's really love
Because it's love, boys, this time it's really love

Pretty Polly 2x4, she slipped right through my bedroom door
She switched off the TV and put her hand upon my shorts
She kissed me on the cheek
She whispered in my ear
She sent me up a creek and she took away my fear
Because it's love, boys,
This time it's really love, it's really love
Because it's love, boys, this time it's really love

Later in the boudoir I got into her lingerie
We spent the night together and all my worries slid away
I paid my girl a visit
I crept behind her mirror
I touched her rosy fingers and I slept beside her feet
I listened to her dreaming and I flew into her sleep
Fluttering of eyelids, dreaming all the time
Never let 'em tell you that getting close is such a crime
Because it's love, boys,
This time it's really love, it's really love
Because it's love, boys, this time it's really love