When I think about the time that I've wasted To cultivate the myriad tastes that I've tasted I compare myself to you I feel inadequate And that's the truth I feel inadequate And that's the truth You're my more experienced lover (and) And I'll never catch up to your numbers Sacher-Masoch to De Sade There's not a dirty book Gives you a shock No dirty books Give you a shock You have surpassed me by so far With your insights to Jean Renoir (Again) I was familiar with 'Whirlpool' to 'Game' And thought post forty it was more of the same But you told me That wasn't true Born on the day of unsolicited opinion Astrologically I'm just what you'd expect Well, lately I've been nurturing a taste for what I'm normally reject For what I'd normally reject For what I'd normally reject