
I SO promised myself to shave tonight. But after one week of growing beard and a night of work I don't feel like shaving. No I don't feel like shaving. But I don’t feel like shaving. When the old Madonna plays. My heart could take a chance, but my two hands can’t find a way. You'd think that I could muster up a little soft-cream gentle sway. But I don’t feel like shaving. No sir, no shaving today. Don’t feel like shaving, shaving, even if i find nothing better to do. Don’t feel like shaving, shaving, why’d you pick a razor when I’m not in the mood? Don’t feel like shaving, shaving. I'd rather be home with the one in the bed till dawn, with you!