Pu-Leez Mister Hemingway!

You'll find that I'm the sort That likes a little sport But there's a limit nevertheless There's something in your eye That seems to warn me I had better beware of your finesse I can understand When you hold my hand That it's love finding a way I don't mind you acting thrilly But when you start acting silly Pu-Leeze! Mister Hemingway! It's so plain to see You appeal to me When you're near, my heart must obey You're so sweet and so delicious But when you get too ambitious Pu-Leeze! Mister Hemingway! I love affection But we're all alone And there's one objection: If we only had a chaperone! I don't mind the park When it's nice and dark 'Neath the moonlight I love to stay I adore you when you're gentle But when you get sentimental Pu-Leeze! Mister Hemingway! I love a brave man With big he-man stuff But not a caveman So remember not to play too rough! Being kissable Is permissable When you steal a kiss, it's okay And I don't mind your osculation But my dear, my operation Oh Pu-Leeze! Mister Hemingway!