The Reason Carly Simon

(Carly Simon/Danny Kortchmar)

The reason I wouldn't kiss you last night
I wouldn't kiss you 'cause I was afriad
That I'd like you too much
And if I liked you too much
I'd be afraid that I'd give you a present
And if I gave you a gift
You might give me a gift
And then I'd be afraid...
That I wouldn't like it

The reason, there's always a reason
Behind the reason
When you look for a reason
A reason, I can give you a reason
And maybe you'll think
It's a really good reason
But I come up with the reasons

You asked me if I'd scratch your back
I wouldn't scratch it
'Cause I was afraid that I'd twist your arm
And if I twisted your arm
I'd be afraid that it would lead to passion
And if we got too drunk
We might fall out of the bunk
And then I;d be afriad
We would have a concussion