No, Not Much The Vogues (#34 in 1969), Forever Plaid

I don’t want my arms around you, no, not much!
I don’t bless the day I found you, no, not much!
I don’t need you like the stars don’t need the sky;
I won’t love you longer than the day I die.

You don’t please me when you squeeze me, no, not much!
My head’s the lightest from your very slightest touch.
Baby, if you ever go,
Could I take it? Maybe so.
Ah, but would I like it, no, not much.