Because I love the female form
You call me a dirty old man.
You may have the wrong point of view.
Let me explain it if I can.

You and I see pieces of rock,
A sculptor sees statues instead.
A musician sees an instrument
And plays a symphony in his head.

That is why I flinch when you say
I am just a dirty old man.
What I am is a kinky twisted beast
Who will defile you any way he can.