Lyric Premiére Lovin

you wore a dark purple suit
       with a tissue round your neck
       lonely, eating potato soup
       i knew i just had to check

       a broken bowl of fruits
       was lying by your side
       you offered me a chair, i guess,
       just to be polite, yeah

              i guess this is my premiére lovin

       you asked me with a voice
       of torn old silk
       "do you want some berries with sugar
       chocolate and milk?"

       i m here, look at me!
       but you just lit a cigarette
       "you re not quite what I m looking for
       my little marionette", yeah!

              i guess this is my premiére lovin
              i guess this is my premiére lovin
       

                     that s sweet, how nice
                     now what will I do?
                     stand up and leave?
                     or just sit still, look at you?

                     well, that s sweet, how nice
                     now what will I do?
                     stand up and leave?
                     or just sit still, look at you?

       gleaming, you stood up
       obviously had a thrill
       i sat there alone
       of course i had to pay the bill

       that s just great, how nice
       oh, what a surprise!
       my luck had run
       to the beach, to the sun
       resting, having fun, yeah

              i guess this is my premiére lovin

              i guess this is my premiére lovin

              i guess this is my premiére lovin