I’m 49, buying youth, punished now in Hell Selling youth on the street a victim of this whore Hypocrisy means I’m punished by this ass, the law He’s 15, looking 18, I love his young flesh But I must be censured, now illegal my caress Corrupted and voracious are his desires For money and for sex a cheat, a thief, a liar Denim-clad buttocks, bleached blond hair, Seductive and tempting, provocative his stare All the men he has seduced without thought or care Just one more on the list, out of this prison stare So my life is ruined by such pleasures cheap An empty pleasure now, in this cell I weep Seduced by empty pleasure now I serve my time The law it is an ass, the law it is a swine