Don’t take me home, at least not yet;
Let’s have another drink, and sit
and talk—I want to be your woman,
but there isn’t any rush.
Let’s take our time,
and think it out.
Lovers surprised by love, like us,
make one mistake: they make too much
of it, want the world
to love them, and believe.
The world believes
in nothing it can’ t touch,
touches what it cannot have,
and loves to death. We’ve been in love,
we’ve passed the rites of marriage
and we know the knife.
You and I
have nothing left to prove.
Let’s keep the secret. On my life
I know a woman’s lovelier than a wife.
I want to be your woman .
and without recourse.
Darling, I love you.
Let’s get a divorce.