Philosophical Bullshit

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Philosophical Bullshit

I met this woman. She was rich and she was beautiful. But she'd been educated at
Harvard.

Chorus:

And she had philosophical bullshit,
philosophical bullshit,
philosophical bullshit
runnin' out her brain.

I said, "Hey, honey, how 'bout comin' back to my place tonight? We'll have a good
time, baby. We'll turn the lights down low, turn on that music, take off our clothes, and
rub them bodies together. What-da-ya say?"

She said, "I believe the sexual pleasure in a mature relationship is directly
proportional to emotional commitment."

You've got that philosophical bullshit,
philosophical bullshit,
philosophical bullshit
runnin' out your brain.

I said, "Honey, you can't mean that shit, baby. This is the age of free love, honey.

Everybody likes to hop in that rack so don't give me none of your jive. Just get your boots and whips out and get your ass over here."

She said, "Even casual involvement automatically excludes total freedom by its inherent nature."

I said, "Sit on my face, bitch!"

You've got that philosophical bullshit,
philosophical bullshit,
philosophical bullshit
runnin' out your brain.
(Repeat)

And then she said, "The true nature of man is found in the spiritual essences which science and technology have neglected to explore."

I said, "You hop in my bed, baby, I'll explore everything you've got. Come on over here, baby. I'll explore your spiritual essence. Ah, you've got the body. And you've got the brain. But you've been educated at Harvard and you're driving me insane with that philosophical bullshit that keeps runnin', keeps runnin', keeps runnin' out of your brain."
 


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