Little Savage

I would have waited all my life

Just to make love out of something other than spite

But the beauty is the beast you're baiting

Should really be worth the waiting

You do something very special to

Mr. Average

Now the lamb lies with the lion

He's just a little savage

And so you turn your back on me

And all the hot air that only echoes stale tobacco

Actions speak louder now than words

By just a fraction

What's the use of saying I love you whe I'm drinking to distraction

We save our sanity

By saying such and such

After all its been discussed

You say you must be touched