Young Perversion

Oh, young perversion
How you infatuate me
When you slide
Your silken shirts
Off your silken body

Oh, how I would like
To stare into your eyes
And say
Oh, young perversion
Won't you come my way?

Oh, how you torment me
In every dream
In every fantasy

Oh, how you infatuate me
In every thought
You
You I fancy

And when I turn to you
And say
Something inane
Like hello

You turn your head
And flip your white hair
And only
Slightly respond

Oh, young perversion
Why do you insist
On being alone?

To strut your stuff
And slide your silken shirts
Off your silken body

Oh, how I would like
To stare into your eyes
And say
Be mine
Oh, 15 seconds is enough
15 seconds of your time

Oh, young perversion
How you infatuate me
When you slide your
Silken shirts
Off your silken body