Jock Cheese - 'Why Don't You Get A Bigger Set Of Tits?' lyrics

Kerry, dear, I importune you Be not so distant, nor so cold: A woman scorned might, as you do, Such frosty gaze for so long hold. But I am your true devotee, Who nightly, always, sees your face - Could you gaze so when you see me? Does not my self that look erase? "Women!", men say, "just can't trust her" - In smoky bars men call, "Your shout"; Four pots later, one will mutter: "Can't live with 'em; can't live without." Kerry, dear, I know this doctrine, Heard in change rooms, crude and loose - Seen a footy player winkin' "Fellas, I gave her God's own juice." Surely, dear, you can't believe me Such a one as these brutish men? They know of girls - but can't you see They know not thus of real women? Yet so unmoving still you sit: Dimpled chin, a noble lion - Pausing to note with green felt tip - Oh, my flame: Kerry O'Brien. Kerry, dear, there is no other Who I could ever compare thee: Hear my plea, oh distant lover: I'm yours forever.