Philomena

Oh, Philomena, you in a tawdry gown,

Lean to your window, let slip a ribbon down.

A cure to your boredom if only you’d let me go

Down, down down

Long summer days can lead to lazy vices

Boys all at idle, left to their own devices

Open up your linen lap and let me go

Down, down, down

All that I wanted in the world was just to live to see a naked girl

But I found I quickly bored. I wanted more. I wanted more

So I’ll be your candle and I’ll be your statuette

And I’ll be your lashing loop of a leatherette

And dark Philomena, if only you’d let me go

Down, down down

All that I wanted in the world was just to live to see a naked girl

But I found I quickly bored. I wanted more, oh, so much more

So I’ll be your candle and I’ll be your statuette

And I’ll be your lashing loop of a leatherette

And dark Philomena, if only you’d let me go

Down, down down

Go down, down, down

Go down

Go down