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How can a man know where to start,
When tempted by girls like these?
The tingling blood here in my heart
Hums like a million bees.
And if the girl is young and sweet,
With eyes of melting brown,
Why, then my heart begins to beat,
Like hammers pounding down:
Boom, boom, boom boom boom …
I’d have a thousand girls each night
If heav’n allowed such bliss.
I’d scamper round, drunk with delight,
Choosing that one or this.
It might be all too much to bear,
This endless life of play,
For as I capered like a hare
My heart would thump away:
Boom, boom, boom boom boom …
The man who’s blind to female charms
Cannot be the slightest good.
He lies there in his lady’s arms
Just like a block of wood.
But I take quite a diff’rent line,
As I have warmer blood;
And as my lover’s heart meets mine
They both begin to thud:
Boom, boom, boom boom boom …
Written by: Arnold Schoenberg
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