Gazing at each other,
In a candle-lit diner
Beach Boys playing on the radio
I want you honey, you look so good
Sipping wine, he looks so fine
And I only have eyes for
Beach Boys playing on the radio
And I only have eyes for

Licking,
Flesh so tender,
We begin to feast,
Chew and swallow

Taste thicker and deeper
I can feel him inside me
And me inside of him
And I only have eyes for
Waiter asks to leave,
As he mops up the floor
And outside we finish our meal
Underneath the stars

Licking,
Flesh so tender,
We begin to feast,
Chew and swallow,
Slowly, bit by bit,
Skin then tendons,
Chest then belly,
Thighs then.