Stuart Davis - Love Is a Punch in the Throat lyrics

Not many people will tell you this, But the grim Reaper wears a bra, There's other ways to quench my carnal lust Than skinny women with their heaving busts I'll buy a ferret I'll live alone Forgetting all the chicks that I've ever known Become a recluse and a misanthrope Live a life completely void of hope I'll let my ferret be my means to deal With all the bullsh** women make me feel Someday I may become a Panjandrum Or perhaps remain an eccentric bum I'll cut my ear off and I'll get your address To represent for you what I can't express Chorus: All I could give, so much I'd devote Love's not a union, it's a punch in the throat Am I in love, or is my head in a vice? Are those your freckles, or do you have lice? For each emotion that you antiquate, I've got a ferret back home who waits I'm nescient and I'm love's neophyte I'm truly bibulous, I'm bald and I'm white So what's so lacking in my self esteem? Love's quite pellucid in a bottle of Beam I've got my complex and you've got your breasts They're both related by my therapists' guess You make me dizzy and you're hurting my head I think I'd rather love my ferret instead Chorus Who shut the lights off? Oh, ferret that's you As long as you're up, could you get me one too We'll crank our Leo Kottke and get drunk in the dark And cover up with palaver where chicks left their mark A ferret's not a weasel, but a female may be The two are intertwined when you live like me I'd visit myself, but I wouldn't wanna stay Without a ferret there's no other way Chorus There's other ways to quench my carnal lust Than skinny women with their heaving busts I'll buy a ferret I'll live alone Forgetting all the chicks that I've ever known Chorus