I went walking in the garden I was tripping on snakes I ain't asking for your love I'm just asking what your Love is going to take Ignorance is bliss when You're young enough to Kiss ♪ Young men don't need pardons How much love you gonna make Keep your head above the water And breathe before The ice of the lake I ain't gonna let him Twist my wrist I ain't gonna let him Kiss these lips, no ♪ You been falling close to arson Did you leave your pills at home? You've got a problem with your head And the doctor says You shouldn't be alone Well I got hips And you got lips I plan to keep them oh This ain't Johnny Carson I've got thoughts that ain't my own I'm talking black souls Dressed in red things That i should have Never known True love has its benefits And I plan to reap them Oh oh oh oh You got hips And you got lips I plan to keep them Oh oh oh oh Woah