throw me a bone

is that a bone in your pants, sailor boy

maybe you think i’m a dog

i don’t have time for this dance, pretty boy

i can see clear through the fog

i don’t mind waiting my turn for a man
but don’t keep me on a string
tie myself to a new kite if i can
then you’d sure look a Fool King

hon, is that a gleam in your eye for me
or do you just have an itch
are you hopping because you’ve got a flea
or just wanna hit my switch

sometimes i don’t mind playing those games
right now i don’t want Hoyle rules
and tonight i’m not only taking names
i need to meet after school

so if you’re a prince, you can have my kiss
you’d better not be a frog
be ready to jump, but try not to miss
you’ve got one chance at this log

so come on, knock at my party time door
you’re sure a trick and a treat
ready to play and got prizes galore
been shopping for the right sweet

’nearly’ just counts for horseshoes and grenades
so better make up your mind
we all know how fast dance-floor glamour fades
let me be your lucky find

let’s go on home and play fetch with your bone
or maybe just hide and seek
for tonight i don’t want to sleep alone
i wanna hear bodies speak