Mort Shuman - My d**h lyrics

[Verse 1] My d**h waits like an old roué So confident I'll go his way Whistle to him and the pa**ing time My d**h waits like a bible truth At the funeral of my youth We drank for that and the pa**ing time My d**h waits like a witch at night As surely as our love is bright Let's not think of that or the pa**ing time [Chorus] But whatever lies behind the door There is nothing much to do Angel or devil, I don't care For, in front of that door There is you [Verse 2] My d**h waits like a beggar blind Who sees the world through an unlit mind Throw him a dime for the pa**ing time My d**h waits to allow my friends A few good times before it ends Let's not think about the pa**ing time My d**h waits there between your thighs Your cool fingers will close my eyes Let's not think about the pa**ing time [Chorus] But what ever lies behind the door There is nothing much to do Angel or devil, I don't care For, in front of that door There is you [Verse 3] My d**h waits there, among the leaves In magician's mysterious sleeves Rabbits and dogs and the pa**ing time My d**h waits there among the flowers Where the blackest shadow cowers So let's pick lilacs for the pa**ing time My d**h waits there, in a double bed Sails of oblivion at my head Let's not think about the pa**ing time [Chorus] But whatever lies behind the door There is nothing much to do Angel or devil, I don't care For, in front of that door There is you