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By Leela Date: 2004 Mar 14 Comment on this Work [[2004.03.14.18.43.17933]] |
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This soft, sweet, velvet girl With her hair all a-curl And her honey skin Won't let any of them in She knows well How to play the game She puts them through hell And they have no shame She's stringing them along They're down on their knees She knows what they want And she knows she's a tease They all just expect her To do what she don't But they've already wrecked her Made certain she won't She thirsts for the power she has in that hour But sometimes she can feel That her wounds will never heal And secretly inside This cinnamon girl With her hair all a-curl Waits for him The one with blue eys And brown skin She'll let him in |