I've got it honed: 20-20 sight.
I watch each day for fabric that's light.

Eye, eye, it's long and swelled.
Eye, eye, it's long.

See-throughs lift rest member.
See-throughs end its slumb'ring snooze.
From afar (eyeshades, say goodbye)
I see transparent vestation (eyeshades, say goodbye).
Covers' vacation (eye babes and get high)--
Brassieres taken away (shy maids I don't eye).

I've got good eyes for D splendor. . .
Gaze at strangers with orb-oracular duds.
Thrilled as see-throughs lift my member,
I'm viewing aureolar buds.

(Pouting, those nay-nays behind see-throughs)
(Flouting mores that could dim my views)

(Eyeshades, say goodbye.)
(Eyeshades, say goodbye.)
(Eyeshades, say goodbye; eye, eye, it's long and swelled.)
(Eyeshades, say goodbye; eye, eye, it's long.)

I get good sights from the embers. . .
Gaze at dames' plump jugs and rumps that gape my jaws.
A luau's ocular splendors. . .
Ah! Muumuus, gossamer, like gauze.