That Dirty Old Man

For over thirty years I've cried myself to sleep
 Assailed by doubts and fears so great
 The gods themselves would weep
 The moment I am gone
 I wonder where he'll go
 In all your simple honesty
 You can't begin to know
 Oh, oh
 Oh, oh
 I want him
 I need him
 Where is he?
 That dirty old man is here somewhere
 Cavorting with someone young and fair
 Disporting in every shameless whim
 Just wait'll I get my hands on him!
 I'll hold him
 Hold him
 Where is he?
 That dirty old man, where can he be?
 Profaning our vows for all to see
 Complaining how he's misunderstood
 Abusing me -if he only would
 Oh love
 Sweet love
 Why hide?
 You vermin, you worm, you villain!
 Confess
 And press your bride
 Wherever he is, I know he's still an angel
 My angel
 Where is he?
 That dirty old man divine!
 I love him
 I loathe him
 That lecherous, lewd, lascivious, loathsome, lying, lazy
 Dirty old man of mine!