He Is the Boss of Me

He is the boss of me He gives me hugs and sugar lumps
when my heart’s gone bitter
He is the boss of me He makes me coffee
and I write him a letter
like I’m a poet or his ancestor
He is the boss of me He tells me where to go So I go, I just go He’s never done me wrong,
but he never wants to sing my songs
'cause he is my walrus
and I am his blubber, his lover
He is the boss of me We walk until we hit the shore,
then we walk more,
he walks more than me He is the boss of me My left foot walks to the rhythm of his
We march like we are children
in an army club
He is the boss of me He gives me a sensual touch
and marks a trail of human blood
he calls angel dust
The pearl in his hand is the jewel that will make me a man
'cause he is my walrus
and I am his blubber, his covers
The pearl in his hand is the jewel that will make me a man
'cause he is my walrus
and I am his blubber, his lover