goodness gracious
spaghetti straps upon a
marinara dress stiletto heels
a cross across your chest
come on in, you sure look pretty
the sheets are clean but the mind is dirty
straight from my lips
goodness gracious
how love is blind
it's deaf and dumb and
crippled and unkind
If you show me yours
I will show you mine
turn around
cut a man some slack
i didn't drag you here to tickle your back
straight from my lips
goodness gracious
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