Books Letra

Teach me all of that and then caress my brain

Let’s take our clothes off and talk about books

In the shower, we mingle with each other, a little soft and hard
Watch the windows really steam up
When the conversation turns to the Bard
Send me a clipping from the Times
Send me all of that, my intellectual valentine

Let’s take our clothes off and talk about books

F. Scott Fitzgerald was mean to his wife, but I still like his prose
I’ll never harm a single hair on your head
But I’ll kiss you from your eyes to your toes
Writing doggerel on your back
Writing volumes of verse before we hit the sack

Let’s take our clothes off and talk about books