Now those news print's all over your face
Well maybe that's why I can read you like a book
Just when I thought I was getting my taste a bite
I go and lose my appetite
Look at the man that you'd call uncle
They'd like to sink their teeth in to you
For the pride and the pleasure
And the privilege of having you
If I say you're the one do you think that I'm serious
You get that kind of talk from older men
If I say I love you then I must be delirious
So why are you trying to put my temperature up again
Look at the man that you'd call uncle
Having a heart-attack 'round your ankles
When you wake up with x-rated eyes
When you wake up still shaking
How could I apologize as your check you affects
And you check your reflection
I'm so affected in the face of your affection
Look at the man that you'd call uncle
Having a heart-attack 'round your ankles
I could swear I could promise
That I'll always be true to you
But we may not live to be so old
I could even say I'm going to do something new to you
Now the girls I see just leave me cold
Look at the man that you'd call uncle
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