Turns me on

You pull your ship into my isle
And choke the helm for my delight
Dragging your bony ghost
Along my coast
You dirty rotten bastard
Licking at my scars
It turns me on
It turns me on
You slip the shiver up my thigh
And all the while
You shirk and smile
Hanging around my star
Won't get you far
The last laugh's yours baby
Grow your fawns
It turns me on
It turns me on
It ain't human
But it's all we get
Chewing the hunter's net
Is what we're doing
Perhaps you know
My garden's chalk
If something grows you'll yank the stalk
Waving your shiny shears
Right through my fears
You dirty rotten bastard
Always almost gone
You're almost gone
It turns me on
It turns me on
It turns me
On