Todd Rundgren – You Dont Have To Camp Around Lyrics

Daddy dont like it but mommy still wonders, sweet boy
But youre allowed to try it and I point no fingers
Sweet boy, but Im still wonderin what it means, boy
You hold your wrist so limply
You dont have to camp around

Save all your money, go confess on sunday, sweet boy
And you get your copy of honey,
Back on the street by monday
Sweet boy, but tell me where does that leave me, boy
Save the satin undies, dont pluck out your eyebrows
Stow the mincey lisping, you dont have to camp around