If you were wanton, you'd be many things, truly,
Such as heedless, reckless, willful, unruly,
Groundless and careless, and inconsiderate, too,
Deliberately wasteful in all that you do--
Extravagant, frivolous, and capricious, indeed,
Unjustifiably no limits, you'd heed.
You'd be heedless, I say, of polite and correct,
With wanton disregard and lack of respect.
You might turn from good taste and repudiate reason,
For the wanton what's arbitrary's always in season.

Yes, a wanton is frolicsome, a rambling-free trifler,
Rectitude-challenged -- a common-sense stifler.
A dissolute, lecherous, foolhardy sort--
You might say a wanton's no respectable sport.
And that's not to mention the lewd and lascivious,
Of wanton behavior, beyond the "mischivious"!
Of ithyphallic jousting of incubi merry,
And succubi stirring men's sleep, most unwary.
It's wanton, I tell you, to act in this way,
Though far from an infamous act in this day

So make a wish... it might come true
It's all up to you. It's all up to you.

If wanton is prurient, lecherous, lustful,
A draft of erotic wind blowing a gustful,
A salacious, voluptuous, licentious endeavor,
It must be admitted it's popular ever!
Nor is it a novelty on stage or screen,
As anyone alive and uncloistered has seen.
It's wanton behavior that often goes with
Most readings of hist'ry, and especi'lly of myth.
It was Kali, The Black One, of Shiva a wife
Showed low caste women the wantonly life.
As a facet of Shakti, the creative power,
Kali slew Raktavija, refusing to cower.

In Jewish tradition and Islamic lore,
Lilith by Adam was first to adore.
But she was condemned to be wanton Lil
On the day she refused to bend to his will.
So she slept with the devil, gave birth to the jinn.
The succubus life she was next to begin.
So you see that a wanton can suffer ill fate,
Unless you've an equally wantonly mate.
If you're wanton by nature, it's often not good,
But if you aspire, I know that you could!

Better make a wish... in case it comes true
It's all up to you. It's all up to you.

Now if you're a guy, this advice I can share:
If you're out on a date, the moon lighting her hair--
As she delicately lifts and sips from her Coke,
Just distract her a bit with a misdirecting joke.
And with two small tablets of Bayer you drop
Both of them into her drink -- plop-plop.
And what do you get for your sly, wicked act?
A wantonly woman on your aphrodisiac!

Yes, it's true, 'cause I read it on the Internet.
That's where I learn most things and where you can get
The straight sooth about how to get women so hot
That they'll wantonly beg you to rub their G-spot.
If anyone doubts what I heard from a friend
Of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend,
Then you'll doubt that the web is an oracle of truth
Which means I've been wasting my time, oh, forsooth!
Oops! My mistake! So wanton isn't the word?
Then it must have been WON TON -- so sorry I mis-heard!

But make a wish... it might be true
It's all up to you. It's all up to you.