not yet I don't!

Noisettes - Never Forget You

Whatcha drinking, rum or whiskey? Now wontcha have a double with me?

There’s blood in my mouth ‘cause I’ve been biting my tongue all week

I keep on talking trash but I never say anything.

And the talking leads to touching, and the touching leads to sex, and then there is no mystery left.

Fleetwood Mac - Dreams

Fog’s rolling in off the East River bank
Like a shroud it covers Bleecker Street
Fills the alleys where men sleep
Hides the shepherd from the sheep

Voices leaking from a sad cafe
Smiling faces try to understand
I saw a shadow touch a shadow’s hand
On Bleecker Street

A poet reads his crooked rhyme
Holy, holy is his sacrament
Thirty dollars pays your rent
On Bleecker Street

I head a church bell softly chime
In a melody sustaining
It’s a long road to Caanan
On Bleecker Street

Oh, kiss me
Lick your cigarette then kiss me
Kiss me where your eye won’t meet me
Meet me where your mind won’t kiss me
Lick your eyes and mine and then hit me
Hit me with your eyes so sweetly

(I swoon over that part of the song)