She said: I don’t know what it’s for I’ll just walk through the door And time goes by so slowly without her Buxom, your sweater’s tight And I’ve been taking it easy lately Your passion is so, so fine Won’t you call me lately? And she looked at the door Said: I don’t know what it’s for Time goes by so quickly inside you that Buxom, your sweater’s tight And I’ve been taking it easy lately Your passion is so, so fine Won’t you call me lately? And she walked through the door Said: I don’t know what that was for The time goes so slowly without her