Tell me, tell me, what did you do to me?
I just got a thrill that is new to me
When your two lips were touching mine.

When you kissed me I wasn’t snuggling,
You should know I really was struggling.
I’ve only met you, and I shouldn’t let you, but

Oh, do it again!
I may say “no, no, no, no,”
But do it again!
My lips just ache to have you take
The kiss that’s waiting for you.
You know if you do, you
Won’t regret it—come and get it!

Oh, no one is near.
I may cry “oh, oh, oh, oh,”
But no one will hear.
Mamá may scold me, ’cause she’s told me
It is naughty, but then,
Do it again, please do it again!

—Cole Porter