[Verse 1]
Daddy don't like it but mommy still wonders, sweet boy
But you're allowed to try it
And I point no fingers
Sweet boy, but I'm still wonderin' what it means, boy

[Chorus]
You hold your wrist so limply
You don't have to camp around

[Verse 2]
Save all your money, go confess on Sunday, sweet boy
And you get your copy of Honey
Back on the street by Monday
Sweet boy, but tell me where does that leave me, boy

[Chorus]
Save the satin undies
Don't pluck out your eyebrows
Stow the mincey lisping
You don't have to camp around