cervixFORaHEart wrote:all of them.

Brett Eugene Ralph wrote:"I am the sun / And the air / Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar." At seventeen or so, I thought was pretty psychedelic.

All the streets are crammed with things
Eager to be held
I know what hands are for
And I'd like to help myself
You ask me the time
But I sense something more
And I would like to give
What I think you're asking for
You handsome devil
Oh, you handsome devil

Let me get my hands
On your mammary gland
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say


I crack the whip
And you skip
But you deserve it
You deserve it


A boy in the bush
Is worth two in the hand
I think I can help you get through your exams
Oh, you handsome devil


Oh, let me get my hands
On your mammary gland
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say


I crack the whip
And you skip
But you deserve it
You deserve it


And when we're in your scholarly room
Who will swallow whom ?
And when we're in your scholarly room
Who will swallow whom ?
You handsome devil


Oh, let me get my hands
On your mammary gland
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say


There's more to life than books, you know
But not much more
Oh, there's more to life than books, you know
But not much more, not much more
Oh, you handsome devil
Oh, you handsome devil
Ow !