He Is the Boss of Me

He is the boss of me He gives me hugs and sugar lumps When my heart's gone bitter He is the boss of me He makes me coffee And I write him a letter Like I'm a poet or his ancestor He is the boss of me He tells me where to go So I go, I just go He's never done me wrong, But he never wants to sing my songs 'Cause he is my walrus And I am his blubber, his lover He is the boss of me We walk until we hit the shore, Then we walk more, He walks more than me He is the boss of me My left foot walks to the rhythm of his We march like we are children In an army club He is the boss of me He gives me a sensual touch And marks a trail of human blood He calls angel dust The pearl in his hand is The jewel that will make me a man 'Cause he is my walrus And I am his blubber, his covers The pearl in his hand is The jewel that will make me a man 'Cause he is my walrus And I am his blubber, his lover