HORNY IN THE MORNING (Ginoli)

Woke up with a morning woody
Could not keep my hands off my goodies
Alone in bed another day
I guess that’s the price you pay
‘Cause late is when the bars get hopping
By them I’m tired out and dropping
Want a guy on the horizon
When the sun comes up, that’s when I’m rising

Horny, horny in the morning
I’m crashed out in the evening fading
Wake up in the morning raging
Horny, horny in the morning
I’m horny in the morning
And my nerves are nearly gone

Woke up with a morning woody
But no one’s here to share the goodies
Morning dick is so enticing
I’ll eat the pastry but not the icing
Want go to work refreshed
Instead I’m stifled and repressed
Want someone to do me right
To do me in the morning light

Horny, horny in the morning
I’m crashed out in the evening fading
Wake up in the morning raging
Horny, horny in the morning
My libido’s like King Kong
But I’ve been solo for so long
I’m horny in the morning
And my nerves are nearly gone
I’m horny in the morning
And my nerves are nearly gone
I’m horny in the morning
And my nerves are nearly gone

VANILLA (Ginoli/Freeman)

I’ll do you sexual favors
But I’m not into those sexual flavors
Sometimes I wish I was braver
I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla

I know about ropes and whips
Handcuffs and nipple clips
That’s something I’m gonna skip
I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla

If I really get into you
Maybe I’ll sing a different tune
But I’m timid, I’m telling you
I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla

People should do in bed
Whatever pops into their heads
But talk to me before planning ahead
It’s gotta be mutual
It’s gotta be mutual

So you’re into discipline
It turns you on the more I sting
You’re liberal, but fantasize right-wing
I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla

You’d like some skinhead boy
To be your bootlickin’ bedroom toy
That’s fine if it brings you joy
I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla

I’m happy to fantasize
Do whatever might arise
But even though I like surprises
I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla

You know I’ll never be
As kinky as you want me to be
If that’s not enough variety
Tie someone else to your bedpost
To your bedpost

I’ll do you sexual favors
But I’m not into those sexual flavors
Sometimes I wish I was braver
I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla, I’m vanilla…

I REALLY WANTED YOU (Ginoli)

Well I heard you’re getting married
It seemed inevitable to me
Cause I was with you the night you met her
She had you hooked instantly
At the very first I thought it wouldn’t last too long
Pretty soon I realized that estimate was wrong

Well I guess it’s kinda late now
To say what you already knew
I really wanted you

I know it’s a jealous reaction
But after all that time we spent
She just picked you up and carried you off
I couldn’t follow where you went
I’m well aware that certain things just cannot be
But don’t deny that there were other possibilities

Well I guess it’s kinda late now
To say what you already knew
I really wanted you

On the hottest night of the summer
On a sticky, steamy street
I was glowing like the sunset
I knew how happy we could really be
Your suntanned body stretched out on the carpet in front of me
I know as long as I live I’ll never lose that memory

Well I guess I shouldn’t say no more
You can do what you want to do
I just had to say I really wanted you
I really wanted you, I really wanted you

DICK OF DEATH (Freeman)

When I met him he was nice enough
For a short guy trying to act real tough in a bar
That kind of attitude won’t get you very far
His shirt was open and I saw his chest
A salt & pepper kind of furry mess, oh god
You know how that turns me on
Then he took my hand and ran it over
The outline in his pants

He had the dick of death, he had the dick of death,
And so I closed my eyes and tried to fantasize
About his dick of death

We grabbed a cab and went away to my place
We dropped our clothes so fast you’d think we were racing
I couldn’t wait to see it for myself
There it was staring up at me
Long and perfect, boy was I ever lucky, yeah
He kissed me and we fell down on the bed
Then he took my hand
And let me guide him into my promised land

He had the dick of death, he had the dick of death,
I looked into his eyes and let him sodomize me
With his dick of death

I’d never seen one quite that big before
When he’s soft he’s nearly hung down to the floor

He had the dick of death, he had the dick of death,
I don’t know if I love him, but I love his dick of death
I don’t know if I love him, but I love his
I don’t know if I love him, but I love his
I don’t know if I love him, but I love his dick of death
I love his dick of death!

EXPIRATION DATE (Ginoli)

Hope springs eternal
But boys spring infernal
Had high hopes
It lasted just a couple of gropes

Scraps and crumbs
Are all that’s been on my plate
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

Macho men and catty queens
And precious little inbetween
Cute guy I got to meet
Another drug tragedy

I’m a reliable guy
In a city of flakes
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

Trying to find my own niche
Accomplishing nearly zilch
Do I give in and condom?
Suck up to the norm?

I can’t relate
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date
My box of condoms
Is past its expiration date

THE SUMMER YOU LET YOUR HAIR GROW OUT (Ginoli/Freeman)

The summer you let your hair grow out
Hope hung heavy in the air
The summer you let your hair grow out
I thought you and me could get somewhere

Working in that big department store
Wishing we could spend our days outside
Taking our breaks at the same time
It felt like more than friendship was on the line

Talking for hours upon end
I was someone you could relate to
Daily you were dropping king size clues
You had me going, I was going hard for you

Flirting till I could not resist
I made the move I’d so long wanted to
But finally, you were just a tease
You led me on but wouldn’t fallow through

The summer you let your hair grow out
Hope hung heavy in the air
The summer you let your hair grow out
I thought you and me would get somewhere

WISH I’D TAKEN PICTURES (Ginoli)

Didn’t think he’d split so soon
Thought time was on our side
But cynical turned bitchy
Clever turned to snide
I won’t miss his sullen poses
I won’t miss his dour veneer
But I wish I’d taken pictures
Cause his beautiful face ain’t here

Met up with a new guy
With alabaster skin
Turned out to be an alabastard
Broke it off with him
His features were so striking
Long lashes, dark brown curls
But I wish I’d taken pictures
Cause he’s long gone from my world

Met a lovely goth boy
Way into 4AD
Precious, frail and sensitive
Took himself too seriously
Always lighting candles
Made his bed an altar
But I wish I’d taken pictures
Because our thing quickly faltered

Finally bought a camera
After years of delay
Thought memory would be enough
But I found out too late
So let’s be realistic
The odds are this won’t last
Now I’m taking pictures
So I’ll never forget your beautiful ass

Wish I’d taken pictures…

PILLOW TALK (Ginoli)

I want to steal your pillow
Want to hear your pillow talk
I wouldn’t be so jealous
If I knew what was going on
No secrets, no games
That was the rule we made
In love for now
But it ain’t no marriage vow
With others we could play
But together we would stay
Sounds like a recipe
So why you getting all sneaky on me?

I want to steal your pillow
Want to hear your pillow talk
I wouldn’t be so jealous
If I knew what was going on

Who was that surfer dude
I saw you with that afternoon?
Skin tight body suit
Like a ripe yummy fruit
Just friends? Maybe more?
I think I know the score
He’s straight? No way!
Hangin’ around the gay beach all day?!

I want to steal your pillow
Want to hear your pillow talk
I wouldn’t be so jealous
If I knew what was going on

I’ve seen that boy around
Bike messenger, works downtown
Helmet on, zoomin’ by
Long and lean, he makes me sigh
His legs, what a pair
Why be selfish, why not share?
He’s hot, it’s true

Think what the three of us could doI want to steal your pillow
Want to hear your pillow talk
I wouldn’t be so jealous
If I knew what was going on

THIS IS YOUR LIFE (Ginoli/Freeman)

You had it all arranged
How our life would be
Problem is, you never asked
Or consulted me
We’d share your life
Your loving man at home
Forgetting that I have a life
That I can call my own

You wrote the role
You’d have me play
But I’d have to be an actor
For it to work out that way

This is your life, not mine
This is your life, not mine
This is your life, not mine
And I’m getting out in time

You’ve had this house
Lived in it for years
Now you want me to give up my place
And move in with you here
But it has your stamp
A strong identity
No matter how much I love you
It’ll never belong to me

The life you’ve planned
I could never take
And the sacrifice you ask is one
That you would never make

This is your life, not mine
This is your life, not mine
This is your life, not mine
And I’m getting out in time

This is your life, not mine
This is your life, not mine
This is your life, not mine
And I’m getting out in time

DON’T BE SO SURE (Ginoli/Freeman)

You keep me at arms length
In your quest for perfection
Doing just the minimum
To hold on to my affection

I’ve waited patiently
Hoping you’ll come through
You say you don’t want to hurt me
But it’s the first thing that you do

I’m tired of having to be
Your emotional insurance policy

You don’t love me
But you’ll settle for me
You don’t love me
But you’ll settle for me
I love you with a heart so pure
But if you think I’ll be waiting
Honey don’t be so sure

The boys you date are beautiful
That’s undeniable
But unlike me
They’re unreliable
You take for granted I’ll
Wait around for you
To be there to fall back on
When your sexcapades are through

I’m tired of being your safety net
The more I care the more entangled I get

You don’t love me
But you’ll settle for me
You don’t love me
But you’ll settle for me
I love you with a heart so pure
But if you think I’ll be waiting
Honey don’t be so sure

There’s nothing like affection deferred
To crush your soul and stain your world

You don’t love me
But you’ll settle for me
You don’t love me
But you’ll settle for me
I love you with a heart so pure
But if you think I’ll be waiting
Honey don’t be so sure

KEVIN (Ginoli)

Kevin’s mysterious and enigmatic
Kevin is tall and darkly attractive
Kevin’s the subject of speculation
‘Cause Kevin avoids any explanation

Kevin’s a bachelor, never dated
He’s had a dozen offers he’s never taken
Kevin is friendly but can be remote
Avoids getting personal or too close

Women want to know
Who’s that handsome man?
Men ask their acquaintances
About that lad

Kevin’s inhibited, Kevin’s quiet
Intimacy seems to make him frightened
He was seen kissing a woman once
At a party when he was totally drunk

Kevin’s got friends he could confide in
But he’s always denied them
The simple facts, avoids revelations
Kevin’s a master of evasion

Lives all alone, rarely goes out
Is there a double life we don’t know about?
He won’t say that he’s gay
He won’t say that he’s not
He won’t say that he’s bi
He won’t be pinned down
He’ll say that he’s picky
And refuse to be labeled
Then the changes the subject
As soon as he’s able
His friends all see it as a matter of trust
They’d never judge him on his lust
They just wish he’d be more open
They’re tired and resentful of his withholding

We’re all in the dark
Because Kevin won’t talk
We’re all in the dark
Because Kevin won’t talk
We’re all in the dark
Because Kevin won’t talk
But maybe Kevin’s more confused than we are

Kevin, Kevin, Kevin…

THE ACHE (Ginoli)

You’ve settled down into something secure
But a gnawing feeling leaves you quite unsure
Out of the race, off the market, for ages now
Diving back in rekindles buried doubts
You thought time would help to make things clear
But after all this time, the ache won’t disappear

Found yourself in love, lost without a map
Falling back on that ingrained romantic crap
Time’s an investment, but after all you’ve spent
So many questions won’t let you be content
You’re wondering now if you’ve made a mistake
When your big romance just leaves you with an empty ache

You’re feeling stale, like a stalemate, with each embrace
From the back of your mind, to staring you in the face
Restlessness, oh yes, but more profound
Ship isn’t sinking, oh no, it’s run aground
Your relationship is hollow at the core
What the hell do you stay together for?
When you finally admit
That the love of your life is a farceThat’s when the ache just tears you apart

PEE SHY (Ginoli/Freeman)

He’s a confident man
Relaxed and self-assured
But there’s one situation
Makes him feel so insecure
When he takes a public leak
He becomes all shy and meek
He just can’t let it go
If another guy might be looking below

He’s pee shy, He’s pee shy, He’s pee shy

Even in the men’s room
There’s a pressure to compete
If you can’t pee quick enough
They’ll think you’re beating meat
When takes a public leak
He always has to sneak a peek
Got to see with his own eyes
Does he measure up for size?

He’s pee shy, He’s pee shy, He’s pee shy

There’s a beefy hunk
Of porno movie fame
Struts his stuff on screen
Without a shred of shame
But in front of that bar trough
His tap just stays turned off
He can’t unleash his spray
Until the others have gone away

He’s pee shy, He’s pee shy, He’s pee shy
He’s pee shy, He’s pee shy, He’s pee shy

SIDEWALK SALE (Ginoli)

Gay bar at closing time
The music stops, up come the lights
The cloak of darkness lifts its veil
Gathering for a sidewalk sale

Back and forth through the smoky space
Making circles around the place
Desperation, it’s getting late
Last chance is the sidewalk sale

Don’t want to go home alone
But how low will you go?
The cream is gone, the dregs prevail
Tough choices at the sidewalk sale

That guy’s really not that bad
But if it was earlier, it’d be kinda sad
Make your move, don’t delay
Gotta be quick at the sidewalk sale

That guy’s giving you a sexy look
Be better off curled up with a book
He’s gettin’ fresh, but looking stale
Slim pickings at the sidewalk sale

Don’t want to go home alone
But how low will you go?
Self-respect is about to fail
Feeling pathetic at the sidewalk sale

Looking for someone you’ll never forget
More likely find someone you’ll regret
Think it’s time to hit the trail
Gonna pass on the sidewalk sale