Here is another ballad from my Roman musical, Amo, Amas, Amat.
Obviously it's all about love and lust (with a little religion thrown in),
and this is what our hero sings when he makes the appalling
mistake of falling madly in love with a Vestal Virgin.
Click on the statue and you'll be back there with them.
I Can't Be Around Her
I've only to look at her
Or brush my hand against her hand
And this thing between my thighs
Starts to instantly expand.I can't be around her
Without longing to touch her,
Without longing to hold her
Without longing to screw.
I can't be around her
Without longing to feel her,
Without longing to kiss her---
What the hell can I do?I think of maggots in the mud,
I think of termites in the wood,
I think of gore and slime and blood,
But it does no good.I can't be around her
Without longing to grab her,
Without longing to crush her,
Without brimming with lust;
I can't be around her
Without longing to lick her,
Without longing to eat her---
Any moment I'll bust!
Any moment I'll bust.