Mr. David Hamilton is photographing me 
Down among the lilies, down among the lilies 
Shooting with his Hasselblad beneath a willow tree 
One foot in the river, I'm bored and slightly chilly 

Thursday goes and then Friday goes 
And I long to strike another pose 
Rain begins to patter on the leaves 

Soft focus eroticism, art photography 
Mr. David Hamilton and me 

Mr. David Hamilton is photographing me 
Like a pervert teacher with his languid creature 
Sketching out an adolescent uality 
Where Nature longs for Culture, Culture longs for Nature 

His big umbrella flash gun goes  [bad word] to rearrange my clothes 
I must ensure that my bare legs are seen 

Romanticism, Classicism, Soft Pornography 
Mr. David Hamilton and me 

In the south of France I hear he keeps a house for waifs and strays 
Where teenage girls like me [bad word] and learn 
Stay in bed till three o'clock and lounge about with nothing on 
He only asks for photos in return 
 [bad word]  

Member of the Royal Photography Society 
Mr. David, really, don't you think it's silly 
tank of liquid nitrogen, a cloud of carbon snow 
Just to gild the lily, just to gild the lily 

But if this lazy suffering 
Can bring erection to the lap 
Of just one man, it hasn't been in vain 

Mr. David Hamilton is photographing me 
Leaves begin to patter in the rain 
 [bad word]  

Sunday goes and then Monday goes 
And I long to strike another pose 
cow begins to nibble at my dress 

Romanticism, Classicism, Soft Pornography 
Mr. David Hamilton, I guess