When You Ask Me First

I love to do it Baby

But you only make it worse

I just don’t get excited

When you go and ask me first.

So don’t touch me where I’m ticklish

And don’t sit on my lap

And don’t ask me politely Baby,

It makes me feel trapped.

Cause when you chase me, Darlin’

It really turns me off

I’ve tried so hard to tell you,

But I guess I’m getting soft,

So please, just sit and smile

With helpless soulful eyes

Admiring me while

I run my finger up your thighs

Then I kiss you,

And I breathe heavy in your ear

Then you should whisper “Take me! Take me!”

And could you make it sound sincere?

Chorus

When I start to change positions

Like the pictures in the book

And use a couple mirrors

So I can see how neat we look

You start to change positions too,

In ways I’ve never seen!

And you kiss with your eyes open!

And you laugh, and yell, and scream!

You used to be more normal

You liked it face-to-face

But now you’re going crazy

And you like it anyplace!

You said I could be on top,

You said you understood,

But all last night you wouldn’t stop!

You busted it for good!

Chorus

I love to do it Baby

When everything is right

But I think I feel my headache

Coming on again tonight

Written by Peter Alsop, © 1977, Moose School Music (BMI)

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