Scottish Lips - Momus

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 can’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