You don't have to send me flowers like you used to do
You don't have to buy me candy
I'll still be your fool
All I ask is for a little decency and class
Next time wipe the lipstick off your collar

You don't have to take me dancing
Our backyard will do
We don't have to eat to fancy
Hamburgers are cool

I don't care if you stay out
Until the break of dawn
Next time wipe the lipstick off your collar

Can't you understand
I want a true love man?
Can't you comprehend
I want a lover, not a friend?

I don't care for sugar-coated flattery
French kiss will suffice
Blame our sex on your run-down battery
Holding you is nice

I know when you're lying, baby
There's no need to scream
There's no need to shout
Next time wipe the lipstick off your collar
If you weren't so tired, baby
We'd be on the floor
We'd be making love right now, ooh
Next time wipe the lipstick off your collar