The Elbow Is Taboo

He want to see it
He want to smell it
He want to touch, but
The woman's too naive

She think it risque
Too illicit
It's so explicit
It just the skin and the bone

(So she) talk to waldo
He tell her something
It shock her rigid
Now there's no arm controls!

(He say) it dead tradition
To hide the mountain
The edge of woman
That she never show ya

As if it really mattered
The elbow is taboo
"Is this true of all cultures?"
"Not any more"

So waldo touch her
He lick the corner
She smile of happy
She not so naive!