Your heart is colder than a penguins bollocks.
so cold your blood's on the rocks
but with fun and frolic
you soon grow warm.
A touch of your palm.
Your touch is warmer than a camels buttocks.
Hotter than the blood of a cock
or a hen's freshly laid egg
or an undone bed.
But when your cold it kill's
and freezes over,makes one shiver;
but your kiss;
Oh your kiss of life!
Breathes warmth into the dead.