One love or a hundred drunken kisses
Monogamy's a buzz kill
Polygamy is risky
Several drinks
and somehow I'm in her bedroom
Just sitting, talking, side by side
I can feel her leg against mine
One love or a hundred drunken kisses
Her lips are just a breath away
and they're waiting for a decision
I want to go back to my one love
but I'm leaning in
One kiss leading to another
twenty and she's on me
forty-five under the covers
ninety, ninety-six, and ninety-seven
I think we should go all the way
and talk about it in the morning
