All your women things

All your frilly things

Scattered 'round my room

Right where you left them

When you left them

Scattered 'round my room





All your hardness

All your softness

And your mercy





All your bridges and bras

Your cotton

and gauze

All your buckles and straps

Releases and traps

All your screws

and false nails

Oriental winks

and Egyptian veils





Oh all of these things

I gathered them

And I made a dolly

I made a dolly

A spread-eagle dolly

Out of your frilly things





Why couldn't I have loved you

This tenderly

When you were here

In the flesh

So tenderly





How could I ignore

Your left breast

Your right breast





How could I ignore

Your hardness

Your softness

And your mercy





Well it's been seven years

And the thought of your name

Still makes me

Weak in the knees





How could I ignore

Your left breast

Your right breast