Robyn Hitchcock - Give It to the Soft Boys Lyrics

Give it to the soft boys! Ha ha!
Take one
(one, two, great to be here!) Sure is, three, four!

Feel like asking a tree for an autograph
And I feel like making love to a photograph
Photographs don't smell

Yeah
Give it to the Soft Boys
Soft Boys

Well I told you, baby, I was the only one
Then I left myself and now you're the lonely one
Machines can't jerk

Yeah
Give it to the Soft Boys
Soft Boys

Course, hard boys groove and wide boys a-mess a bit
But them soft boys wind up with a Doctor Messerschmidt
He just a one-o-nines 'em

Yeah
Give it to the Soft Boys
Soft Boys