I am a fledgling naturist

But I have nowhere to go

I don't know where I can hang out

To get that rosie glow

I want to dance round the campfire

I want to sing manly songs

I definitely shun the company

Of those who are clothed with thongs

I want to cook my sausages

On the end of a pointed stick

I want to walk upon the earth

Ill probably end up in Benidorm

Sat scowling by the pool

With all my assets covered up

And feeling such a fool

Why didnt I have the courage

To stick to my beliefs?

Farewell to combinations

Good riddance to my fig leaf.