The Sheperd: I can't say I've always been honest;
You can't say I've done a disservice
The girl, she's just a child
She's got a lot to learn, and I'm helping out

Your deceit is under your wing, you won't let her go
You know it's not appropriate-but all that hairand porcelain
You swear it's more than mere lust
Into the fold
If she knew what you do, the pristine routine to fool the rube
The gentle gentleman, the loathed Lothario
You feign you've changed your ways, but we know, yeah we know
Can't you quell this need for submissives?

The Sheperd: Oh such lovely girls
To lead each tender little lamb into the fold
And you, my pet, "The Sweetest Yet"
I'll hold you closest to my heart
Into the fold

The Lamb: I was in the student union studying for an English quiz;
He came up and asked directions to the new auditorium
We walked up and down the campus,
No one had ever heard of it
He was so embarrassed when he realized he had the wrong college,
He offered to buy us coffee for the time and effort wasted
We drank and talked for so long,
We started making plans for dinner

The Sheperd: She was young and impressionable;
I pretedned to need directions
She led me all over the campus
All the while, I'm asking her questions
She agreed to a cup of coffee
That's when I startd to lay it on heavy
Once she learned I studied Dostoevsky, it was in the bag