Velvet Glove

“I want you,
I want you so bad, I want you,
I want you so bad it’s driving me mad, it’s driving me mad.”

When I have run out of words to say, I plagiarise McCartney.

When there are so many words I don’t know how to contain them all, I steal from Lennon.

Somebody's jumped the gun, and it ain’t Mother Superior.