Larry wants to take her to the south of France
He wants to watch her take off her pants
Her shirt and her bra and join him in bed
Where too hot for passion he lays his head
On her shoulder and pretends to rest
As he watches the sweat rolling down her breast
I just want to talk with her for a little while
We all like to watch her breathe; we all like to see her smile
Kenny wants to draw a series of stars
A series of loops and a couple of cars
While he listens to the rites of profit and loss
In the ancient words in the voice of the boss
Slowly making the darkness dim
While he looks up to see she's looking at him
I just want to be there when she walks down the aisle
We all like to watch her breathe; we all like to see her smile