As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno worse than Dante's.
On my list, I insisted that kissing must be crossed out.
Now, I find I was blind, and oh my!
Where have I been all these years?
How long has this been going on?
There were chills up my spine,
And some thrills I can't define.
How long has this been going on?
Oh, I feel that I could melt,
I know how Columbus felt,
Kiss me once, then once more.
What a dunce I was before.
How long has this been going on?
Dear, when in your arms I creep,
Don't wake me, if I'm asleep,
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
How long has this been going on?
How long has this, been going on?