Poppy Burt-Jones You know what I mean Poppy Burt-Jones Say no more, say no more Poppy Burt-Jones Oh yeah Poppy Burt-Jones All right The more tempting the forbidden the more illegal to give in I made myself a salad of the sweetest seductions I long for I'm in the middle of a harvest festival where I gorge myself with sin There are so many of them now, I'm not regretting any more The more reasons there are there to sin, the smaller the sin is I've tons of reasons to continue in the direction I've already started I've no will at all to stop, and no wish to relinquish I'm totally within my right to delighted and light-hearted Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin Poppy Burt-Jones You know what I mean Poppy Burt-Jones Say no more, say no more Poppy Burt-Jones Oh yeah Poppy Burt-Jones All right The more thorough thinking, the more likely this goes down the drain So kiss me, kiss me, kiss me before this blessed moment has passed I'm an innocent sufferer of elemental forces; I am not to blame I can't avoid what's all-embracing, it cannot be bypassed Poppy Burt-Jones You know what I mean Poppy Burt-Jones Say no more, say no more Poppy Burt-Jones Oh yeah Poppy Burt-Jones All right Poppy Burt-Jones You know what I mean Poppy Burt-Jones Say no more, say no more Poppy Burt-Jones Oh yeah Poppy Burt-Jones All right