Nude
by W J Bethancourt and Ed Hirt
(llewtraH)
Tune: Men of Harlech
What the use of wearing panties,
Whalebone corsets of your Auntie's,
Boxer shorts and other scanties,
Best of all is nude.
There's such fun in going bra-less,
Now that it's no longer lawless,
'Specially if your figure's flawless,
Best of all is nude
 Nude is what you were born in;
 Shirts of skin are never torn in,
Underwear and lacy flimsies,
Garter belts and other whimsies
Yards of itchy cloth to put your form in
Ducks all do it, maidens rue it,
Even ancient Picts did blue it.
Going naked's how to do it;
Best of all is nude!
If your garters aren't elastic,
Tie them up in knots fantastic.
Panty hose is something drastic!
Best of all is nude!
If you're tired of wearing clotheses,
Shed your garment 'mongst the roses.
Never mind the old bluenoses;
Best of all is nude!
Nude's the very best for ducking!
And the worst for horses bucking!
Moonlit nights will see such sights;
The very best for fooling round.
Nudity is grand to see,
An antidote for virginity.
 Take your clothes off and you'll see:
Best of all is nude!