lovin’ is the sweetest lovin’ I have ever known
I know just what you’re thinking of
There’s more to love than making love
There’s much more to the flower than the bloom
But every time we meet in bed
I find myself inside your head
Even as I’m entering your womb
So come to my bedside and let there be loving
Twisting and moaning and thrusting and shoving
I will be gentle; you know that I can
For you I’ll endeavor to be quite a singular man…
Here’s my identity, stamped on my genes
Take this my offering: know what it means
Let us become what we started to be
On that long-ago night when you first came with me…
O, lady! I love you in a hundred ways, and not for this alone
But your lovin’ is the sweetest lovin’ I have ever known
Out of Your Way
You went out of your way to make sure I’d love you
And now you say be patient for awhile
You went out of your way to be just as nice as you could be
Until I fell, and then you modified your style
You say you’re somebody else’s slave…I suppose we all got our crosses
But I ain’t nobody’s slave and I figure it’s time I cut my losses
You could end up mine some way, but baby until that day
I’m goin’ out of your way by a country mile
You went out of your way to make sure that I’d need you
You taught me the significance of need
And I went out of my way to show you who I am and how I fell
Which is for me a think remarkable indeed
You got a lotta laughs inside, but I’m afraid that’s where they’re keepin’
You got a lotta tears there too, and I reckon you’re much more fond of weepin’
You could end up mine, it’s so—but baby, until I know
I’m goin’ out of your way with all due speed
You went out of your way to make sure that I’d want you
With your eyes as much as with your knowing hands
But you’ll never be happy at all until you want to
And till I don’t want to be makin’ long-term plans
They’ve already dealt the hand: I’ll either win it or else I won’t
You understand how I feel and you either want me or else you don’t
Take as long as you need to decide—but baby, I got my pride
And I’m goin’ out of your way while I still can
—oh, can’t you see?
You ain’t no use to me like this: there ain’t enough of you left to miss
Why don’t you come out of your way, just one more time, with me?
Hardon You
I know my constant horniness gets hardon you
Sometimes it seems I’m always in the mood
If that is so I truly beg your pardon, too
It wasn’t my intention to be rude
My love is like my horniness, in that it never quits
But I’d love you if you didn’t have those tits
Men have only got the one thing on their mind
It gets so repetitious it’s a crime
Somebody said a hard man is good to find
As long as you don’t find him every goddam time
You are not only something that I lust for, that I hunt
I would love you if you didn’t have a cunt
I’m neurotically erotic, with a taste for the exotic
And your body is hypnotic when it’s next to me
I’m dementedly attentive, and in need of no incentive
But you know you represent much more than sex to me…
You know that I was horny for you from the start
And that’s the way it’s always gonna be
But you ought to know your sexiness is just a part
Of the value you will always have for me
It may have been what caught my eye: it isn’t why I stick
I would love you if I didn’t have a dick
Mountain Lady
(Jeanne’s Song)
Mountain Lady, sing for me: your singing makes me glad to be alive
Mountain Lady, give to me your lovin’, for it helps me to survive
Mountain Lady, stay with me, and let me drink your beauty with my eyes
I want you to lay with me, and be there