oh the gentle art of conversation is deader than the dead sea scrolls we ve become the mutest kind of nation we re uncommunicating souls no one talks no one talks it s something we seldom ever do no one talks no one talks no one talks but you let s make love here we sit and we chatter what are we thinking of let s not make with the patter baby let s make love if you roar like a lion i could coo like a dove if you re sold begin buying babe let s make love  gosh it s hot no don t turn t v on instead just turn me on i light up like neon just a tiny section of your affection in my direction will do ooh you ll just love my embraces cause they ll fit like a glove we ll be off to the races maybe kiss me baby let s make love don t just lay there honey do something don t just contemplate me prove that you don t hate me come on osculate me maybe moonlight trips with me come to grips with me lips to lips with me do you ll just love my embraces cause they ll fit like a glove we could get down to cases maybe kiss me baby let s make love my oh my but it s warm here i sure wore a tight collar do you know a good doctor let s make love