I just can’t stop
Going in charity shops
Where I take off my top
And I try on all the ladies’ bras

It thrills me to bits
When I get the hit
From the second hand tits
That is wafting off those ladies’ bras

I love a bra and its
Straps and lacy bits
Cups that smell like tits
Bras

Through these bras I’m sifting
Naughty and uplifting
Reputation risking
Bras

I feel so thrilled
When I think of the build
Of the breasts that once filled
All the cups of these ladies’ bras

Some people might frown
But I go to town
I’m naked from the waist down
And on my top half – just ladies’ bras
It’s how I get my kicks
Silk or Nylon mix
I just need a fix of
Bras

Nursing bras are best
The scent of milky breast
A thrill to be expressed
Bras

I should give it a rest
But it’s not the same in a vest
Because you can’t sense the breasts
That have been in all the ladies’ bras
But now I have to cease
Cos I got done by the police
For a breach of the peace
For wanking off into the ladies’ bras

But bras are still desired
Full cup underwired
Have to be acquired
Bras

Always be the case
Patterned, plain or lace
Will make me pull this face (Ooh)
Bras