Scottish Lips

Because ...
 Because I have Scottish lips
 You think you can tell me you love me
 Because I have Scottish lips
 You are listening hard to your glands
 Because I have Scottish lips
 You are dancing a fling in your knickers
 Your love for my Scottish lips
 Knows no bounds
 It's the love that is known
 The love that is known to baboons
 Don't love me for my Scottish lips
 But my truffles and my baklava
 Grilled eggplant, delicious mint salsa
 Love me for my cooking!
 Don't be stupid, I'm joking
 I'm only joking
 Get lost if you tell me you love me
 When it's all for my Scottish lips
 Why don't you tell me you love me for stuff
 That's a bit more important than this?
 Tell me you love me in spirit
 Tell me you love me in soul
 Or you love me in mind
 Even if it's a lie
 And when I reply
 Look me deep in the eye
 Or at least try to look the other way
 Just make sure your gaze never slips
 Down to my Scottish lips