A Matter Of Gender

I will admit it that you're something special

I'm now convinced, Marguerite



The flame may be hot but you can't resist it

To know is to touch Marguerite

Mama, mama, Marguerite, Marguerite, Marguerite



I don't know whether to over or under estimate you

Whether to over or under estimate you

For when I come over you then put me under

Personal taste is a matter of gender, Marguerite



Don't slip my name while you're making love

Say you were dreaming, Marguerite



Thou shall not commit the seventh commandment

Most precious of all, Marguerite

Mama mama, Marguerite, Marguerite, Marguerite



I don't know whether to over or under estimate you

Whether to over or under estimate you

For when I come over you then put me under

Personal taste is a matter of gender, Marguerite



I don't know whether to over or under estimate you

Whether to over or under estimate you

For when I come over you then put me under

Personal taste is a matter of gender, Marguerite