The Rules of the Road

I have a feeling that beneath that little halo on your noble head
There lies a thought or two the Devil might be interested to know
You're like the finish of a novel
That I'll finally have to take to bed
You fascinate me so

I feel like Christopher Columbus when I'm near enough to contemplate
The sweet geography descending from your eyebrows to your toes
The possibilities are more than I can possibly enumerate
That's why you fascinate me so

So sermonize and preach to me
Make your sanctimonious little speech to me
But oh, my darling, you'll forgive my inability to concentrate
I think I'm dealing with a powder keg that's just about to blow
Will the end result deflate me or will you annihilate me?
You fascinate me so

So sermonize and preach to me

Make your sanctimonious little speech to me

But underneath it all I feel that you are really just a reprobate
And you're afraid of what would happen if you ever let it show
You may scold and then berate me
Still I'd love to make you hate me
You irritate me
You aggravate me
You devastate me
Exasperate me
You fascinate me so