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
But I'll not go in mourning
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, you thought I couldn't
And probably I shouldn't
But aren't you kind of glad we did?
Actually, it all was blameless
Nevertheless, they'll call it shameless
So let's the lady be nameless
But aren't you kind of glad we did?
Socially, I'll be an outcast
Obviously, we dined alone
On my good name there will be doubt cast
With never a sign of any chaperon
No matter how they may construe it
Whether or not, we have to rue it
Whatever made us do it
But aren't you kind of glad we did?