Lyrics The Homely Ones - Mick Harvey, Xanthe Waite

The Homely Ones

In my black book
When my choice is done
A funny little one
I put him under
My arm till dawn
That funny little one
Un Petit Boudin
It’s good for what I have
It is fun
A little pudgy one
It’s easy and
Commitment there is none
To the little pudgy ones
Les Petites Boudins
At first it’s nothing
But a nerdy boy
Un petit boudin
Just a touch or two
And it becomes
A Sausage in a bun
Un Petit Boudin
It never says no
That’s why it’s fun
With Georgy Porgy ones
There’s no heartache and
There’s no questions
With the Georgy Porgy ones
Les Petites Boudins
But in my address book there are none
No funny little ones
There’s only you, you who have nothing
Of a pudgy little one
No sausage in a bun
You’ve got nothing in common
With the funny little ones
Les Petites Boudins