One night is enough
For love
So cynical, I'm sure
Though I may be tough
On love
It still has some allure

I am not alive
With love
These days I am too bored
Must I now still strive
For love
When I don't need much more?

Romance is a different thing
And sex, affection still
But love, heartbreak and wedding rings
Can make me feel quite ill

Fleeting, breathless romance is the best
Long nights of pleasure, with barely any rest