Kiss her, oh kiss her.
Kiss her, oh kiss her, like it’s the last time you’ll kiss,
because one day there’s a chance that it’s those lips you’ll miss.
Those soft cheeks, that long brown hair,
those deep eyes, and complexion fair.
Those mothering hands, that warm heart,
those lingering moments, that gentle laugh.
Kiss her, oh kiss her, until the whole day is through,
she’s the only thing with a beating heart that can make you feel new.