Throw Me The Statue Young Sensualists
two young sensualists got off the plane and got the gist
we took a car to town together
and as the week set in we glued like newly kin
you were an honest pal and i wasn't always right somehow
we would smoke and drink and laugh and sing of foreign
things
we bought clever hats and umbrellas
if it wasn't quite my style and you felt semi-wild
you'd snatch it up and add it to your aesthetic dumb luck
there was patty who you liked and who i liked too
and as things played out you felt cheated
so when the sun shone in and showed my lusty sin
you were angry then and maybe still and won't be friends
but you were an honest pal and i wasn't always right
somehow
yeah, you were an honest pal and i wasn't always right
somehow
