Navy Guy

This jazz is played for you

imagine if we’re in the 60’s what the hell we would do

Working at transvestite bars

and licking those scars

the boys would have done with us

the ones we once did trust

 

But I tell you my Viki
you will never be sticky

I want you to be the girl you are

And I won’t care if some say that your tar

 

Baby, honey girl, it’s up to you

I hope someday you’ll say: I do!

For a military or navy guy

Who’s sexy on the sheets but on the streets always shy

 

I want you to have a very tall man

Who is muscled, kind and aren’t from a dan?

I can see him in his uniform
And I can see him bursting into your life like a storm

 

We would be living in the U.S.A.

And I would spend every single day

Watching you and your fiancé

(I know you’ll be married anyway!)

 

Your destiny Viki!

It’s up to you!

No! No! Sorry! It’s not true.

This jazz is for you

I hope someday you’ll say: I do!

For a military or navy guy

Who’s sexy on the sheets but on the streets always shy