Charles Bukowski - The Shower lyrics
[Charles Bukowski - The Shower lyrics]
We like to shower afterwards
(I like the water hotter than she)
And her face is always soft and peaceful
And she’ll watch me first
Spread the soap over my balls lift the balls
Squeeze them, Then wash the cock:
"hey this thing is still hard!"
Then get all the hair down there, -
The belly, the back, the neck, the legs
I grin grin grin, And then I wash her
First the cunt, I stand behind her
My cock in the cheeks of her ass
I gently soap up the cunt hairs
Wash there with a soothing motion
I linger perhaps longer than necessary
Then I get the backs of the legs, the ass
The back, the neck, I turn her, kiss her
Soap up the breasts, get them
And the belly, the neck
The fronts of the legs, the ankles, the feet
And then the cunt, once more, for luck
Another kiss, and she gets out first
Toweling, sometimes singing while I stay in
Turn the water on hotter
Feeling the good times of love’s miracle
I then get out
It is usually mid-afternoon and quiet
And getting dressed we talk about what else
There might be to do
But being together solves most of it
For as long as those things stay solved
In the history of women and
Man, it’s different for each-
For me, it’s splendid enough to remember
Past the memories of pain
And defeat and unhappiness:
When you take it away
Do it slowly and easily
Make it as if I were dying
In my sleep instead of in my life, amen
(I like the water hotter than she)
And her face is always soft and peaceful
And she’ll watch me first
Spread the soap over my balls lift the balls
Squeeze them, Then wash the cock:
"hey this thing is still hard!"
Then get all the hair down there, -
The belly, the back, the neck, the legs
I grin grin grin, And then I wash her
First the cunt, I stand behind her
My cock in the cheeks of her ass
I gently soap up the cunt hairs
Wash there with a soothing motion
I linger perhaps longer than necessary
Then I get the backs of the legs, the ass
The back, the neck, I turn her, kiss her
Soap up the breasts, get them
And the belly, the neck
The fronts of the legs, the ankles, the feet
And then the cunt, once more, for luck
Another kiss, and she gets out first
Toweling, sometimes singing while I stay in
Turn the water on hotter
Feeling the good times of love’s miracle
I then get out
It is usually mid-afternoon and quiet
And getting dressed we talk about what else
There might be to do
But being together solves most of it
For as long as those things stay solved
In the history of women and
Man, it’s different for each-
For me, it’s splendid enough to remember
Past the memories of pain
And defeat and unhappiness:
When you take it away
Do it slowly and easily
Make it as if I were dying
In my sleep instead of in my life, amen