Live Nude Cabaret - Jackson Browne

I went to the live nude cabaret

To see what I could see

And I saw the ladies dancing

An I guess that they saw me

Neither did I vanquish, or surrender to desire

Was just more fuel on the fire

I’ve heard form follows function

And I think that must be true

Especially when you think of

What the female form will do

Its lines and shapes are everywhere

As if they follow me

Repeating my own longing in everything I see

Star of happiness, star of love

Lead us to the shore

That only women hold the promise of

Men would give them money

And men would give them gold

And shower them with promises

Of luxury untold

And make their vessels of creation

The temples of our souls

Ohhhhh let my people go

Sea of loneliness, sea of love

Carry me upon your endless depths

And bear my heart above

For I would give her money

And I would give her jewels

And lead her to the palace my imagination rules

And fashion from her nakedness

The innocence that’s gone

Gone as the time she’s given the suffering of fools