Chapped Lips

It's like you came in from a dream I had last night I saw you coming, from a far Thought you reminded me of someone But we've never met before Only once, only yesterday Trying hard not be seen Dying to see you round the corner Coming down the street again From the place where your mother lived Here we are, seventeen you're the best thing that I've seen We will soon be eighteen Can't foresee but nobody will come closer actually Close to me violently And you fool, my love, for the record I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips I got chapped lips from kissing you And you fool, my love, for the record I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips I got chapped lips from kissing you I got chapped lips from kissing you I saw you come in from the wild In the morning You shook your clothes and took a bath Now that you're old, won't sleep at nighttime So you sleep in afternoons Come lay down and be close to me Underneath the pepper-tree in your garden you and me You and me, bourgeoisie Ohh and you fool, my love And you fool, my love, for the record I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips from kissing you And you fool, my love, for the record I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips from kissing you And you fool, my love, for the record... And you fool, my love, for the record... And you fool, my love, for the record... I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips from kissing you I got chapped lips I saw you come in from the wild In the morning Thought you reminded me of someone