City Boy - Dear Jean (I'm Nervous) Lyrics
Dear Jean, Dear JeanCan I appeal to your better nature?I'm not the boy I was a week or two ago.I lost my head halfway through your lecture,I blew a fuse but how were you to knowDear JeanYou should report this bizarre behaviourPuff out your rosy reds, and blow me awayOne little smile you could be my saviourI'd be teacher's pet if you asked me to stayDear JeanI nearly died when I first set eyes on your fulsome figEven your teeth are geometry, on your lobes I lingerEach night mother Moon sees me stealing by your roI can hear you breathing,I close my eyes, there's a tingle in my thigh,are those fingers teasingI'm nervous, he's nervous, I'm nervous, silly me.He's nervous, I'm nervous, he's nervous, so tell me,Dear JeanDear JeanI'm amateur, but I know you can teach me,I may be green, but I'm ready to learn.And if you want me to surrender completelyTake off your mortar board and make me a manDear JeanI can't believe, do my eyes deceive, is the door wide open?Here I go, standing on tippy toe, happy heart full of hoping.Oh but what can I do? I'm my own poor fool,now my dreams come crashingAs you share all the joys with my own head-boyin a scene full of passionI'm nervous, he's nervous, I'm nervous, what a fool.He's nervous, I'm nervous, a nervous little fool.Dear Jean, Dear Jean .. ......
