Oh it really wasn't my intention. To disregard convention. It was just an impulse that had to be obeyed. Though it seems convention we've been scorning. I'll still not go in warning. Though my reputation is blemished I'm afraid. With just one kiss. What heaven what rapture what bliss!. Honestly I thought I wouldn't. Naturally I thought I couldn't. And probably I shouldn't. But aren't you kinda glad we did?. Actually it all was blameless. Never the less they'll call it shameless. So let's keep the lady nameless. But aren't you kinda glad we did?. Socially I'll be an outcast. Obviously we'll dine alone. On my good name there will be doubt cast. With never a sign of any chaperone. No matter how they may construe it. Whether or not we have to ruin. Whatever made us do it. Well aren't you kinda glad we did?. Aren't you kinda glad we did?.