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Caressing bent up to the jug again
 With sheaths and pills
 Invading all those stills
 In a hovel of a bed
 I will scream in vain
 Oh please, miss lane
 Leave me with some pain
 Went walking through this city's neon lights
 In fear of disguising my warping seathing
 Pressure lines and graceless heirs
 Intangible of price
 Trying so hard to find what was right
 I came upon your room it stuck into my head
 We leapt into the bed degrading even lice
 You took delight in taking down
 All my shielded pride
 Until exposed became my darker side
 Puckering up and down some avenue of sin
 Too cheap to ride they're worth a try
 If only for the old times, cold times
 Don't go waving your pretentious love
 He's soliciting on his tan brown brogues (dark entries...)
 Girating through some lonesome devils row (dark entries...)
 Pinpointing well meaning upper class prey (dark entries...)
 Of walking money checks possessing holes (dark entries...)
 He often sleekly offers his services (dark entries...)
 Exploitation of his finer years (dark entries...)
 Work with loosely woven fabrics (dark entries...)
 Of lonely office clerks (dark entries...)
 Any lay suffices his dollar green eye (dark entries...)
 I came upon your room it stuck into my head
 We leapt into the bed degrading even lice
 You took delight in taking down
 All my shielded pride
 Until exposed became my darker side
 Puckering up and down some avenue of sin
 Too cheap to ride they're worth a try
 If only for the old times, cold times
 Don't go waving your pretentious love
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