The Love of Which I Dare Not Speak

I wasn't born yesterday
I wasn't born yesterday
Sometimes I need to tell you, baby
But I dare not say
And when I'm feeling down
Your love it brings me 'round everyday

When the little red book closes its page
And you've been dying on the living wage
Sometimes I get so enraged, oh, baby
And when I'm feeling down
Your love it brings me 'round everyday

For the same old love on the same old lips
Oh, how I love your curves and dips
Your treacle kiss, oh how I'd miss the thrill of it
And when I'm feeling down
Your love it brings me 'round everyday

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh
And when I'm feeling down
Your love it brings me 'round everyday

I wasn't born yesterday
I wasn't born yesterday
Humiliate is a name I hate, oh, baby
And when I'm feeling down
Your love it brings me 'round everyday