Please Be Rude

It's easy running through your hair
Like fields of poppies in salt air
You said to me that you won't share
And I said I would never dare
I stared at you the way I do
When I want something else from you
You say: Don't you go beg and plead, and
You booked the night train for a reason

I think I've seen this love before
I think I've seen this love before
Oh, she was hanging 'round my block
And now she's walking through my door
Oh, yeah, I've seen this face before
I think I've seen this face before
Oh, she was walking 'round my block
And now she's coming through

My interest is to lay with you
To laugh and have nothing to do
How else can it be proved to you
That I'm devout?
I spill right out

My interest is to bathe with you
To soak you in and let it stew
And if I tell you something rude
Drain me out
And, please, be rude

I think I've seen this love before
I think I've seen this love before
Oh, she was hanging 'round my block
And now she's walking through my door
Oh, yeah, I've seen this face before
I think I've seen this face before
Oh, she was walking 'round my block
And now she's coming through