Skinny Bookish Debutante

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The Rosemaries

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I'm quite the literary hermit
Think myself erudite; scholastic
Pretentious poser oh I know
Oh, my darling oh. Oh. Oh.
Well by now you really ought to know
How very dearly I want to
Get scandalously close to you
Dearest don't you understand
Just where I'd like to put my hands
Oh, my love, don't you see?
Quite wherein I'd like to be
Ah don't you realise
It mustn't come as a surprise
The way you taunt and tantalise
Look yourself in the eyes
And tell me that you don't know
Oh.

I'd burn my books for you my dear
I'd burn my books right now and here
When I stand in front of you and finish
The works of literature diminish
In all the annals of poetry
Nothing compares to you and me
We're the envy of all arts lovers
A subject for the Pre-Raphaelite brothers
I'd burn my books for you you see
For twenty minutes with you in a quiet library

Those delightful mutual fumblings
When the music was but mumbling
I thought I had the one that I couldn't want
I was a bookish skinny debutante
And it's you that I really want
But I want you oh I want you
Come now be becoming too
Come now don't be circumlocutory
My darling, my love, my lovely my lovely
A scholarly debutante with books galore
Who never looked both ways before
Choosing when to cross the road,
Wore his blouses undone for the way they flowed
And whose hair is always tousled
And clothes charmingly frowzled
You taught me more than books
A little more by your good looks
Redefine what it means to pine
Relearn what it means to yearn

I'd burn my books for you my dear
I'd burn my books right now and here
When I stand in front of you and finish
The works of literature diminish
In all the annals of poetry
Nothing compares to you and me
We're the envy of all arts lovers
A subject for the Pre-Raphaelite brothers
I'd burn my books for you you see
For twenty minutes with you in a quiet library

Well, I'll take off my glasses
As you preach your masses
And I'd close my books
For your good looks
For just twenty minutes alone with you
There's very little i wouldn't do
I'd sacrifice my ability to read
Make your body my Nicene creed
I'd choose to read each contour of you
Over all the works I've read anew
And I'd trace the lettering on your spine
A work literarily sublime
Well by now I'd hoped you knew
All I want is you is you
You're really all I'd ever want
I'm your bookish skinny debutante
I'm your skinny bookish debutante
How very dearly I want to
Get scandalously close to you
Dearest don't you understand
Just where I'd like to put my hands

I'd burn my books for you my dear
I'd burn my books right now and here
When I stand in front of you and finish
The works of literature diminish
In all the annals of poetry
Nothing compares to you and me
We're the envy of all arts lovers
A subject for the Pre-Raphaelite brothers
I'd burn my books for you you see
For twenty minutes with you in a quiet library

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