Neath the stars, at bazaars Often I've had to caress men Don't be sad, I must add, that they meant no more than chess-men Chess-men, chess-men, chess-men
How long has this been goin' on?
I could cry salty tears Goin' on How long has this been goin' on?
Did, when, in your arms, I creep That divine rendez-vous Kiss me once, kiss me twice then once more, that make's thrice, camone let's make it four
