The Yearning Loins

You see that boy, so simply pale

All his dreams unspoken

Now in her arms, he'll quickly heal

The yearning loins have woken.

Take out and wave

Your ankle socks

The white flags of surrender.

She tried so hard not to let it show

But he's the first one, first one to know

He makes a vow to stay fancy free

But that's the last thing, last thing he'll be

She knows his name but she asks him who,

That's the worst thing, worst thing to do

Sha-da-da-da-da-day

You college boy, you've read it all

All your questions loaded

Describe for me, the point at which

The yearning loins exploded.

Take out and wave

Your ankle socks

The white flags of surrender.

She tried so hard not to let it show

But he's the first one, first one to know

He makes a vow to stay fancy free

But that's the last thing, last thing he'll be

She knows his name but she asks him who,

That's the worst thing, worst thing to do

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh

Who lets you go out untidy?

Who lets you sit very near?

Who lets you fancy her mother?

Who puts her tongue in your ear?

What makes that girl, the lovely swirl

Here where the poor are hurtin'

Not her shoes, not their shine

The yearning loins are stolen

And what they say, hope you're not shy

Will get you swift and swooning

She tried so hard not to let it show

But he's the first one, first one to know

He makes a vow to stay fancy free

But that's the last thing, last thing he'll be

She knows his name but she asks him who,

That's the worst thing, worst thing to do

She tried so hard not to let it show

But he's the first one, first one to know

He makes a vow to stay fancy free

But that's the last thing, last thing he'll be

She knows his name but she asks him who,

That's the worst thing, worst thing to do

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh