modesty doesn't specifically forbid me
modesty doesn't explicitly forbid me
from telling you all about it
but modesty gives me that look
over her cat's eye glasses
and ever so slightly shakes her head, no
No, best not to mention
what it's really like
you weren't brought up to brag
No, no, best not to mention
how you really feel
you'd only be making everybody else feel bad
modesty gently reproaches me
goes to the window, firmly pulls the shade down
modesty strongly discourages me from revealing
how very lucky I am
in love