It's you It's you I wanna kiss tonight It's you I wanna hold in tight Feeling deep inside my soul Got me losing control Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, it's you It's you, well you It's you, well you Make my heart jump up and down You got me spinning all around You thrill me baby, screw me too You got me breaking all the rules It's all the rules, it's all the rules It's all the rules, it's all the rules It's all the rules, it's all the rules It's all the rules, it's all the rules It's all the rules, it's all the rules It's all the rules, it's all the rules It's you, well you It's you I want here by my side You I need to satisfy Give me kisses when it's true You're loving me, I'm loving you You It's you, well you It's you, well you It's you, well you It's you This is something I listen to on my lonely days and lonely nights. And some of you might be able to collect your thoughts around this. It's the latest group of two fine gentlemen, the last time I checked. As I said already, they have conducted themselves in the last two or three years much more discreet, with greater prudence and discretion than we have. I'd forgotten what the question was.