Treasure Island

John Thorkild Ellison

(17/04/51 / Edinburgh)

A Cure for the Sex-Starved Man, (or, A Sexist Song)


Rose-tinted glasses will save your day
And drive your bitter blues away;
As you wander in this drab, grey city
Each girl you see will be oh-so-pretty!

You'll want to hold each in your arms
As you're overcome by their sexy charmes,
No more cold shoulders, no more tears,
Rose-tinted glasses and a couple of beers

Will make you realise that you're the best
And so will satisfy your lust,
Doctor, doctor, prescribe these specs
And let us rediscover sex! !

I used to frown at an ugly girl
But now she puts my heart in a whirl,
Her looks don't matter anymore,
Not once we've closed the bedroom door!

I thank the Lord for these new glasses,
My friends are a bunch of silly *sses
They think that I have gone quite mad,
But a thousand lovers - that can't be bad! !

Submitted: Sunday, July 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013
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