The Smiths – Handsome Devil

All the streets are crammed with things
Eager to be held
I know what hands are for
And I’d like to help myself
You ask me the time
But I sense something more
And I would like to give you
What I think you’re asking for
You, handsome devil
Oh you, handsome devil

Let me get my hands
On your mammary glands
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say
I crack the whip
And you skip
But you deserve it
You deserve it

A boy in the bush is worth two in the hand
I think I can help you get through your exams

Oh you, handsome devil
Oh let me get my hands
On your mammary glands
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say
I crack the whip
And you skip
But you deserve it
You deserve it

And when you’re in your scholary room
Who will swallow whom

You, handsome devil
Let me get my hands
On your mammary glands
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say

There’s more to life than books, you know
But not much more
There’s more to life than books, you know
But not much more
Not much more

Oh you, handsome devil