Yuppers, which is why *you* sing it; I don't. That is Mary Litchfield, too, right? I had these tapes from Women, Women and Song,Bellingham, WA, I believe, and that was on one. Or was it We Three, very similar sound, look, message.
Blessings,
Barbara

WAY OF SEX
(Mary Litchfield)

Some of us are single, some of us are married,
Some of us are breathing, some of us are buried;
Some get laid every day or so, some got laid a long time ago;
When they'll come again they don't really know,
And that is the way of sex.

Some of us like big strong men in the clinches,
Some of us prefer to hug lusty wenches
Some of us would rather go it alone
Some prefer things as yet unknown
You can't tell by looking just what is cooking
And that is the way of sex.

Some folks love a roll in the hay
Some would rather not bother
Too bad, ‘cause in some strange way
These two types end up with each other.

Some of us have one lover and one only
Some of us have lost count and still feel lonely
Some of us can do it just for fun,
Some of us have to marry everyone
Most of us can find a way to get the thing done
And that is the way of sex.

Sex begins as childhood ends,
It makes us howl at the moon.
It goes on till we don't know when;
We dance into age to a sexual tune.

Sex causes tears and sex causes laughter
Some times we use it to get what we're after
Sex causes babies and sex causes grief;
Sex is a joy, and a relief
But ignore it or embrace it, some how you have to face it,
And that is the way of,
That is the way of.
That is the way of sex!