Rowan Atkinson:
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth.
For thy love is better than wine. 
His [bad word] was sweet to my taste. 
His left hand is under my head, 
and his right hand doth embrace me. 
Behold, thou art fair, my love.

 [bad word] Hinchliffe & Cara Dillon:
Hold me tight
I'll tell you it all
through the night
till the break of dawn
Close your eyes
I mean you no harm
through the night
till the break of dawn.

I've been waiting to hold [bad word] my fingers through your hair
did you think that I didn't want you?
Did you think that I wouldn't care?
And did you ever
ever wonder why?

Hold me tight
I'll tell you it all
through the night
till the break of dawn
Close your eyes
I mean you no harm
through the night
till the break of dawn.

 Rowan Atkinson:
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet.
Thine eyes are as doves behind the veil. [bad word] is thy mouth...
Open to me my dove.

 [bad word] Hinchliffe & Cara Dillon:
Hold me tight
I'll tell you it all
through the night
till the break of dawn
Close your eyes
I mean you no harm
through the night
till the break of dawn.