When an irresistible force such as you
Meets an old immovable object like me,
You can bet as sure as you live,
Something's gotta give,
Something's gotta give,
Something's gotta give.
She was 19 and I was 26 when we first met.
For a first date I was pretty untidy. I hadn't shaved
in two days and had rushed direct from office, so I wasn't
even sure if I'm still smelling of routers and switches
or have humaned a little.
When an irrepressible smile such as yours
Warms an old implacable heart such as mine,
Don't say no because I insist
Somewhere, somehow, someone's gonna be kissed.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing", I
asked her as she caught me unaware to hug
me, and tried to kiss me.
"I like you", she said in reply.
I couldn't hold a smile and said, "Usually that's
not enough honey."
So, en garde, who knows what the Fates have in store,
From their vast mysterious sky?
I'll try hard ignoring those lips I adore,
But how long can anyone try?
"How would you stop me?", she asked and
brought her lips very close to mine.
"Whatever gave you the idea I would", I replied.
And we kissed our first kiss. First in a long
queue of kisses to follow in next few weeks.
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight it with all of our might,
Chances are some heavenly star spangled night,
We'll find out as sure as we live,
But a finite queue nonetheless.
By the time 'I' was sure what 'I' was doing.
She was gone - quicker than a quicksand.
Something's gotta give,
Something's gotta give,
Something's gotta give.
-- Johnny Mercer