Wild Love

Many well-dressed people

In several locations

Are kissing quite a bit

Later in the evening

Leaves will fall

Tears will flow

Wind will blow

Some rain; some snow

A fireplace maybe

A kiss or two

And down they'll go

But that's the way it goes sometimes

You just might find yerself in the clutches of some Wild Love

Mama stroked his dinger

Daddy got a stinky finger

In those days of long ago

Later in the evening

She'd complain

They'd refrain

He'd go home 'n' hone his bone

A tragic case maybe

But also true

I'm sure you know

But that's the way it goes sometimes

You just might find yerself in the clutches of some Wild Love

Now'days you get dressed up

'N' later you get messed up

But still you're pretty hip

Later in the evening

You'll explain

She'll remain

You're real modern

She's the same

A frantic pace maybe

But who's to say

Where it will go