Confessions - Carol Kidd
I never kissed a man before
Oh isn't that a shame
I never kissed a man before
Before I knew his name
I never had a taste for wine
Oh isn't that a sin
I never had a taste for wine
For wine can't compare with gin
It's nice as nice can be
My faith is at last restored
It seems that vice can be
It's own reward
I always go to bed at ten
Oh isn't that a bore
I always go to bed at ten
And then I go home at four