John Cale - The Man Who Couldn’t Afford To Orgy Lyrics
Pity the poor man, pity the sad manPity the green man, who couldn't afford to orgyPity the policeman, pity the snowmanPity the woman, who couldn't afford to orgy"Say, Johnny, you're a little lonesome?Oh, come on big boy, let me show youMmm, don't you wanna good time?"Good for the postman, good for the con manGood for the milkman, they can afford to orgyGood for the butcher, good for the astronautGood for the curate, they can afford to orgy"Come on, honey, keep breaking my heartOoh, you're breaking my heart. Aah, aah"If it's a problem, getting togetherLeave it alone, it's the easiest wayGreat while it lasts, but it don't last foreverNothing like living real dangerously"Ooh, come on, give yourself a break.Oh, don't worry, baby, you'll get over it.Mmm, you'll get over it."Sorry to hear it, sorry to see itSorry to mention I couldn't afford to orgySeems such a bother, one thing, anotherTempting and teasing, just for an orgy"Oh no, you have to take a chance.Ah, you've gotta give me one chance anyway, ha heh heh heh.Mmm, you can sure do it. Ah, mmm. C'mon. Mmm. Ooh. Ah, ooh, mmm.