Some of the girls I know
Go to the University
Sit so pretty
Prissy
Kiss-kiss and cissy
With beautiful boys that they know
Friends to drink tea with
Chat with and be with
Feather-headed into the feather-bedded night.
Oh no sweet Jesus hear me I scream
Such a life of show
Is beyond what I dream
Give me a man who I’ll never know
A man without feelings, without wrong or right
Without obligations
Except for the money
Let him be cold and hard as the money
And the money as dirty and evil as me
I can’t trust feelings, I never trust feelings
And I don’t care
That I can’t care….
I don’t dare.
Some of the girls that I’ve seen
Listen to that classy music, they sit
And play piano while they drink their tea.
That’s somewhere I’ve never been.
Cello! Piano!! What SHIT!
Sweet JESus CATCH me…
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