Karen - Hefner

Sitting side by side

With a lunch box on her thighs

She won’t look at me that way

She won’t talk about her boyfriend

She looks so good it hurts

Oh, we’ll soon be back at work

'Cause our lunch breaks nearly over

If only I could hold her

Want to brush that wisp of hair

Away from her eyes

Want to see her hair untied

And hanging just below her ears

Karen, please hurry

I have patience of just one man

I need more hints than your giving

Kiss my lips and I’ll come running

Oh Karen, you have healed my heart

By laughing at my jokes so hard

Your soft white face is dear to me

Your compliments are chiming in my mind

And maybe tonight after work

We could go and drink some vodka

Maybe tonight after work

You could lose your inhibitions

Maybe then you’ll tell me

Some stories from your childhood

Stories sweet and funny

And stories with a sexual edge

And now I’ve really lost my head

With all these vague assumptions

Now I’m having thoughts

That are far too rude to mention

Heaven is in her lips