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WHO COULD RESIST?

Back to Talamasca, but any burb'll do.
Looking for the answer....there was only you.
So I gotta ask ya: Whatcha gonna do?
To paste the hole between us and make it weatherproof?

I've been staring at your resplendent stature....ooooh!
Same's the way many better men were undone.
Scrutinize the adjunctive I's;
It just don't sound like me at all,
The one to fall in your demonstrative arms!

Who could resist?
Who could ever resist?
Not to tangle and tryst would be an opportunity missed.

Who could resist?
I ask ya: Who could resist?
Such ebullient bliss,
And every inch should be kissed.

Look into the future....look into your life,
Draw upon what came before to open up your eyes.
I listen to the lilting tune of your every spoken word,
Internalize the self-defining lines and what I thought I heard:

Was indecision and grey conditions....oooh!
What's the harm being done, my consummate one?
Now is our time and I know I wanna be your favorite memory,
When you recall the best daze of all.

Who could resist?
Who could ever resist?
Not to tangle and twist would be an opportunity missed.

Who could resist?
I ask ya: Who could resist?
Such ebullient bliss,
And every inch should be kissed.

Staring at your resplendent stature....oooh!
Ain't no harm being done, my consummate one.
This is our time and I know I wanna be your favorite memory,
When you recall the best daze of all.

Who could resist?
Who could ever resist?
Not to tangle and tryst would be an opportunity missed.

Who could resist?
I ask ya: Who could resist?
Such ebullient bliss,
And every inch should be kissed.


© COPYRIGHT 2005 CHRIS GIUNTA


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