Gazing at each other, in a candle-lit diner Beach Boys playing on the radio I want you honey you look so good Sipping wine he looks so fine I only have eyes for Beach Boys playing´ on the radio I only have eyes for Licking, flesh so tender, we begin to feast, chew and swallow Taste thicker and deeper I can feel him inside me And me inside of him I only have eyes for Waiter asks to leave, as he mops up the floor And outside we finish our meal Underneath the stars Licking, flesh so tender, we begin to feast, chew and swallow, slowly bit by bit, skin then tendons, chest then belly, thighs then