Read About Love

Asked my daddy when I was thirteen
Daddy can you tell me what love really means?
His eyes went glassy, not a word was said
He poured another beer and his face turned red
Asked my mother, she acted the same
She never looked up, she seemed so ashamed
Asked my teacher, he reached for the cane
He said, dont mention that subject again
So I read about love- read it in a magazine
Read about love-Cosmo and Seventeen
Read about love-In the back of a Hustler, Hustler, Hustler
So I-know what makes girls sigh
And I-know why girls cry
So dont tell me I dont understand
What makes a woman and what makes a man
Ive never been to heaven but at lest
Ive read about love
My big brother told me when I was fourteen
its time I showed you what love really means
Girls like kissing and romance too
But a boys got to know what a mans got to do
He gave me a book, the cover was plain
Written by a doctor with a German name
It had glossy pictures, serious stuff
I readd it seven times, then I knew it well enough
Read about love-now Ive got you
Read about love-where I want you
Read about love-got you on the test-bed, test-bed, test-bed
So why-dont you moan and sigh
Why- do you sit there and cry?
I do everything Im supposed to do
If somethings wrong, then it must be you
I know the ways of a woman
Ive read about love
When I touch you there its supposed to feel nice
Thats what it said in readers advice
Ivenever been to heaven but at least
Ive read about love