Todd Rundgren - You Don't Have To Camp Around Lyrics
Daddy dont like it but mommy still wonders, sweet boyBut youre allowed to try it and I point no fingersSweet boy, but Im still wonderin what it means, boyYou hold your wrist so limplyYou dont have to camp aroundSave all your money, go confess on sunday, sweet boyAnd you get your copy of honey,Back on the street by mondaySweet boy, but tell me where does that leave me, boySave the satin undies, dont pluck out your eyebrowsStow the mincey lisping, you dont have to camp around