The Thrill of First Love

Hang up all your clothes Whizzer begs, Whizzer knows Shave your legs, make me sick You're a prick, God, you're impossible We've been together for nine months Ten months, nine months, ten months Nine months, ten months We are the salt of the bourgeoisie While I put the steak in, I bring home the bacon And we're proud to say we love it how we Don't, won't, don't, won't, don't agree Everything he owns is vile Marvin doesn't care a whit Marvin doesn't share my devotion to style Men from France can cancel a debt Men in cufflinks make me forget my name I intend to upset this regrettable game Whizzer takes me by the neck What is this, wash and wear? Whizzer has unlimited knowledge of dreck Send me flowers, mention is made Make them roses, attention is paid in full See how quickly he sours, when he pushes, I pull Hang up your clothes, Marvin, breedin' shows, Marvin I was rich, he was horny, we fit like a glove Close your eyes, Whizzer Passion dies But I'd kill for that thrill of first love We ask for passion at all times We stand to passion and drink this toast Still, it's awfully tryin', and we're not denyin' That of all the lesser passions, we like fightin' most Whizzer screws too much to see What a joy's monogamy What a joy is savin' his joys for one man Leave me, love me, ha, don't be a fool Want me, feed me, no one's so cruel And cheap what I love I devour What you love, you devour, what I covet I keep Isn't that right, Whizzer? Let's both fight, Whizzer I was trained in karate, I'm best when I cheat So I'll cheat, Whizzer, and I'll shove And I'll kill for that thrill of first love We've been together for nine months Ten months, nine months, we've been together for ten months Nine months, ten months In fact, we've almost survived a year True, but who is countin'? We're too busy mountin' A display of our affection that is so sincere Passion dies Passion dies I would kill for that thrill (I would kill for that thrill) of first love (of first love) I would kill for that thrill (I would kill for that thrill) of first love I would kill for that thrill of first love Love, love