Hippy Dude lyrics

He walks through the Lower Haight With a pouch on one arm He's tall and slim And he moves with an animal charm He's a foxy dude I'd love to lure him to my room We'll lay back Relax and do some shrooms My hippy dude, my hippy dude Get you in the nude And do things rude and lewd My hippy dude The pants he wears Are made in El Salvador If I could get inside them I'd be a happy man for sure Now I realize many guys like this aren't gay But there's so much ambiguit I wouldn't try to say I can't wait to get my hands On your hippy dick Your love pump is what I'll lick Your hippy dick I think I could learn To stand the Grateful Dead It sure beats listening To some dance remix instead I'd love to run my hand Through his long and wavy locks And be stretched out on his bed Holding one another's cocks