Moon In June-Soft Machine

On a dilemma between what I need and what I just want Between your thighs I feel a sensation How long can I resist the temptation? I've got my bird, you've got your man So who else do we need, really? Now I'm here, I may as well put my other hand in yours While we decide how far to go and if we've got time to do it now And if it's half as good for you as it is for me Then you won't mind if we lie down for a while, just for a while Till all the thing I want is need You are the thing I are, I knew I want you more than ever now We're on the floor, and you want more, and I feel almost sure That cause now we've agreed, that we got what we need Then all the thing us needs is wanting I realized when I saw you last We've been together now and then From time to time - just here and there Now I know how it feels from my hair to my heels To have you haunt the horns of my dilemma - Oh! Wait a minute! - Over - Up - Over - Up - ... Down Down - Over - Up - Over - ... Up Living can be lovely, here in New York State Ah, but I wish that I were home And I wish I were home again - back home again, home again There are places and people that I'm so glad to have seen Ah, but I miss the trees, and I wish that I were home again Back home again The sun shines here all summer Its nice cause you can get quite brown Ah, but I miss the rain - ticky tacky ticky And I wish that I were home again - home again, home again... Living is easy here in New York State Ah, but I wish that I were home again Back in West Dulwich again Just before we go on to the next part of our song Let's all make sure we've got the time Music-making still performs the normal functions - Background noise for people scheming, seducing, revolting and teaching That's all right by me, don't think that I'm complaining After all, it's only leisure time, isn't it? Now I love your eyes - see how the time flies She's learning to hate, but it's just too late for me It was the same with her love It just wasn't enough for me But before this feeling dies Remember how distance can tell lies! You can almost see her eyes, is it me she despises or you? You're awfully nice to me and I'm sure you can see what her game is She sees you in her place, just as if it's a race And you're winning, and you're winning She just can't undertsand that for me everything's just beginning Until I get more homesick So before this feeling dies, remember how distance tells us lies... [The following is from Kevin Ayers' song "Singing A Song In The Morning":] Singing a song in the morning Singing it again at night Don't really know what I'm singing about But it makes me feel I feel all right [The following is from Kevin Ayers' song "Hat Song":] You say you like my shirt You say you like my hat Oh but you never say you like me Or something nice like that What about me? What about me?