I fall deeply For the taste Of your breath And for Your long thin fingers Making the bed I love the smell of your neck But I prefer the one that comes From your forehead I love the smell of your neck But I prefer the one that comes Oh, Jesus Your teeth They're so big And straight I wanna have'em in my mouth Who would know What I'd fall for? Who would know What I'd fall? Who would know What I'd fall for? Who would know, who Who would know What I'd fall for? Who would know What I'd fall? Who would know What I'd fall for? Who would know, who