[POLLY]
If a woman's hips are ample
Then I want her in the hay
Skirt and stockings all a rumple
Cheerfully, for that's my way
Cheerfully, for that's my way

If a woman bites in pleasure
Then I wipe it clean with hay
My mouth and her lap together
Thoroughly, for that's my way
Thoroughly, for that's my way

If a woman goes on loving
When I feel too tired to play
I just smile and go off waving
Amiably, for that's my way
Amiably, for that's my way