I met her in the Museum of Palentology
And I make no bones about it.
I said 'If you wish to study dinosaurs,
I know a specimen whose interest is undoubted.'
Trapped in a body that is failing me,
Please allow me to be succint:
I want to love you
Whilst we both still have the flesh upon our bones -
Before we both become extinct.
That's what I told her:
'I want to be your lover'
And then I told her twice:
'I want to be your lover'
He says he loves you like a sister.
Well, I guess that's relative.
He says that he wants to make love to you,
But instead of 'to' shouldn't that be 'with'?
Well, I told you once:
'I want to be your lover'
And now I told you twice, Homes:
'I want to be your lover'
And so I come to you filled with guilt and self-loathing
And I am praying that you could make me good
And I fall upon your neck just like a vampire.
Yeah, like a vampire who faints at the sight of blood.
Well, I told you once:
'I want to be your lover'
And then I told you twice:
'I want to be your lover'
This is my C.V. and I've got no-one else to blame,
So I will state, state my case.
Yes, I will state it again:
Come and help yourself to leftovers -
Got a little surplus love and affection.
I'm getting cuddly; so won't you cuddle me?
I could be your teddy bear.
I know I ain't no Eligible Bachelor.
This is no 'mouth-watering proposition'.
Make no mistake: you're in big trouble little lady
If we start a-huggin' and a-kissin' and a-kissin' -
Are you listening?
Cos I told you once
And then I told you twice
And now I've told you three times
And, at the risk of repeating myself, I'm gonna say it again:
I want to be your lover.
I want to be your lover.
Writer(s): Stephen Patrick Mackey, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Simon Edward Stafford, Martin James F. Craft, Timothy Mccall, Ross Orton
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