Baby, you're more enlightened than most men can attain But I am rather frightened it's taken over more than your brain...
[Chorus:] I want to be part of your mudra if it's a carnal one But in bed I don't want a Buddha, I want a Genghis Khan
You say illusion's poison milk and it ropes us in our heads But, see, I prefer scarves of silk and we'll just use them in our beds. Though I'm glad you're now above machismo and acting tough When we're making love it's okay to be a little rough
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We must always fight pleasure or the passion will suck us in I say, why the extra work? Why not just let them win? Passive serenity may be the answer to world's strife I just know it's the not the key to the best love life