Lyrics
Liz, Mary, or Louise
They'll get down on their knees
Or Sidney the dyke
Ah, what would you like?
We're here to please
June, Sidney, or Jeanine
Or, all three might be a scene
It's all up to you
A negro, a jew
For you to screw
Jill, Bonnie, Linda, Lou
Love Olga and Sun-liu
Ah, so
If they can't mount them
Stick out a limb
And they'll mount you
Position one
You grab her buns
And oh my god, what lovely ones
Position two
You're screwing on the floor
And she's begging for more
And so position three
She kneads your knee
Position four
Tied to a door
Positions five through ten
Need Vaseline
Lucy straps her hands and knees
Into apparatus such as these
Whips, corsets, and bows
Little boys clothes
Goodness knows
Until you've tried our sequined leather jocks
Massaged in Nova Scotia lox
You might not ever know just what you missed
'Til you've taken a piss
With sweet Maxine, honey
She's our water queen, don't you know
Nothing can be too obscene
But all my boys fulfill
Your sickest dreams
Step right up, ladies and gentlemen
(Sorta like Mott the Hoople, huh?)
Dogs, horses, or a guy
Give someone dead a try
Or, maybe a tree
Or maybe me?
It's Kama Sutra Time!
Yes, that's right, it's Kama Sutra time
Here in the year of the diamond dog
You know what that means
Means it's time we all got together again
Like we used to do in the old days
When Woodstock was cool
(Thinks he's Marc Bolan or something)
Well you're dirty and sweet
Clad in black, don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah
You're built like a car
You've got a hubcap diamond star halo
You're built like a car, oh yeah
Get it on
Bang a gong
Get it on
Get it on
Bang a gong
Get it on
Those singalong days aren't lost to us forever, folks
We've gotta get back
Back to Woodstock
Back to singing with each other like Joni wants us to do
Ooooo-ooooh
I'm Joni Mitchell
Oo-ooh
Dit, dit-dit, dit-dit-da-da-da-da-da
(Dit, dit-dit, dit-dit-da-da-da-da-da)
I've had Stephen and Graham and Neil and Jackson
And the Eagles too-oooooh
How about you?
Aa-aah aa-aaaaaah I'm Joni Mitchell
It's the way Joni would have wanted it
Just kind of a communal singing between us
Drawing us closer together
(Aa-aaah aaaaaaah)
Sometimes it's a fine line between Joni and Yoko
Let's sing along, ladies and gentlemen
If we say "It's", you say "It's"
We say "Kama", you say "Kama"
We say "Sutra", you say "Sutra"
Cretins could do it
Okay now, here we go-ooh
(Ah-me-oh, re-eh-oh, ah-me-oh-re-eh-oh)
It's
(It's)
No it isn't
Jerry Garcia wouldn't get out of his own puke to sing like that
Come on, man, let's have a little gusto in it
It's!
(It's!)
Kama!
(Kama!)
Yeah!
(Yeah!)
No, no
This is not an Elton John concert
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie
(Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Oh, I need Chrisery to come over and we have a couple of drinks
Oh, or maybe some turquoise
Oh, my friends in Tulsa
Sutra Time!
It's Kama Sutra Time!
It's Kama Sutra Time!
It's Kama Su-tra Time!
Yes, it's Kama Sutra time
And you know what that means, ladies and gentlemen
That means it's time for you to turn to the person
That you brought here to the Roxy tonight
Yes, and
And go down on them!
They'll get down on their knees
Or Sidney the dyke
Ah, what would you like?
We're here to please
June, Sidney, or Jeanine
Or, all three might be a scene
It's all up to you
A negro, a jew
For you to screw
Jill, Bonnie, Linda, Lou
Love Olga and Sun-liu
Ah, so
If they can't mount them
Stick out a limb
And they'll mount you
Position one
You grab her buns
And oh my god, what lovely ones
Position two
You're screwing on the floor
And she's begging for more
And so position three
She kneads your knee
Position four
Tied to a door
Positions five through ten
Need Vaseline
Lucy straps her hands and knees
Into apparatus such as these
Whips, corsets, and bows
Little boys clothes
Goodness knows
Until you've tried our sequined leather jocks
Massaged in Nova Scotia lox
You might not ever know just what you missed
'Til you've taken a piss
With sweet Maxine, honey
She's our water queen, don't you know
Nothing can be too obscene
But all my boys fulfill
Your sickest dreams
Step right up, ladies and gentlemen
(Sorta like Mott the Hoople, huh?)
Dogs, horses, or a guy
Give someone dead a try
Or, maybe a tree
Or maybe me?
It's Kama Sutra Time!
Yes, that's right, it's Kama Sutra time
Here in the year of the diamond dog
You know what that means
Means it's time we all got together again
Like we used to do in the old days
When Woodstock was cool
(Thinks he's Marc Bolan or something)
Well you're dirty and sweet
Clad in black, don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah
You're built like a car
You've got a hubcap diamond star halo
You're built like a car, oh yeah
Get it on
Bang a gong
Get it on
Get it on
Bang a gong
Get it on
Those singalong days aren't lost to us forever, folks
We've gotta get back
Back to Woodstock
Back to singing with each other like Joni wants us to do
Ooooo-ooooh
I'm Joni Mitchell
Oo-ooh
Dit, dit-dit, dit-dit-da-da-da-da-da
(Dit, dit-dit, dit-dit-da-da-da-da-da)
I've had Stephen and Graham and Neil and Jackson
And the Eagles too-oooooh
How about you?
Aa-aah aa-aaaaaah I'm Joni Mitchell
It's the way Joni would have wanted it
Just kind of a communal singing between us
Drawing us closer together
(Aa-aaah aaaaaaah)
Sometimes it's a fine line between Joni and Yoko
Let's sing along, ladies and gentlemen
If we say "It's", you say "It's"
We say "Kama", you say "Kama"
We say "Sutra", you say "Sutra"
Cretins could do it
Okay now, here we go-ooh
(Ah-me-oh, re-eh-oh, ah-me-oh-re-eh-oh)
It's
(It's)
No it isn't
Jerry Garcia wouldn't get out of his own puke to sing like that
Come on, man, let's have a little gusto in it
It's!
(It's!)
Kama!
(Kama!)
Yeah!
(Yeah!)
No, no
This is not an Elton John concert
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie
(Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Oh, I need Chrisery to come over and we have a couple of drinks
Oh, or maybe some turquoise
Oh, my friends in Tulsa
Sutra Time!
It's Kama Sutra Time!
It's Kama Sutra Time!
It's Kama Su-tra Time!
Yes, it's Kama Sutra time
And you know what that means, ladies and gentlemen
That means it's time for you to turn to the person
That you brought here to the Roxy tonight
Yes, and
And go down on them!
