Pleasure Of Love Tom Tom Club

I tell you he was a masterpiece
How are you', says I
'Just cool', says he
He never shook my hand
He was no gentleman
But he was o-o-o-over me, oh-oh-oh

I met him hanging out at the park
I was scared 'cos it was after dark
And he wore fast street clothes
And he was clearly posed
But he was o-o-o-over me, oh-oh-oh

Pleasure of love, pleasure of love
I tell you he knew the pleasure of love
Yes it's true he knew the pleasure of love

His smile was rich although his clothes were poor
Something in his eyes of great allure
And I could not resist
A calculated risk
Since he was o-o-o-over me, oh-oh-oh

We broke the rules but we won the game
Nothing to lose, everything to gain
And now I have no doubt
I could not live without him
I am o-o-o-over him, oh-oh-oh