Ode to the God of Spring
Hey Johnny Glas
Yeah, you got my attention
winking at me with your thousand eyes
strutting and dancing, swishing your tail
full of confidence, the swagger of youth
oh, I certainly have noticed you
the full curve of your cock,
narrow hips swaying to your music
that is Punk and Pan and Rock'n'Roll
eyes darting from girls' cleavages to boys' arses and back again
asking what a girl like me is doing in a place like this
and you grin, you grin and your lips are wet with anticipation
because you know how pretty you are
you know you own the fucking place
you know he'll say "yeah", she'll say "ah"
you can taste them already
and I raise my glass to you
finish it and follow you outside
laughing with you, because it's infectious
melting into you because it's just the one night
no strings attached
and you'll still grin at me in the morning,
hands and curls gilt by the spring sun
(and next year, we'll do it again).
Yeah, you got my attention
winking at me with your thousand eyes
strutting and dancing, swishing your tail
full of confidence, the swagger of youth
oh, I certainly have noticed you
the full curve of your cock,
narrow hips swaying to your music
that is Punk and Pan and Rock'n'Roll
eyes darting from girls' cleavages to boys' arses and back again
asking what a girl like me is doing in a place like this
and you grin, you grin and your lips are wet with anticipation
because you know how pretty you are
you know you own the fucking place
you know he'll say "yeah", she'll say "ah"
you can taste them already
and I raise my glass to you
finish it and follow you outside
laughing with you, because it's infectious
melting into you because it's just the one night
no strings attached
and you'll still grin at me in the morning,
hands and curls gilt by the spring sun
(and next year, we'll do it again).