Used To Be
Truthfully? It was written precisely because I felt rather dead, that day. There are persons who like it, though, so …
I used to be inspired until I got hot rewired
Went from Glam to Slam to flim-flam, Ma’am
Could’ve wound up broke without a smoke
Couldn’t you just choke my friendly bloke?
Had a lovely heart beating for a tiny fleeting
Panting over leather, lightly clad in heather
Could’ve been love petted with leather glove
Coming from above, but they had to shove
Now it’s all gone dirty, not a bit as fun as flirty
Should I sit and cross my knees, oh say please!
Could be a bad dream, makes me want to scream
In my bed all alone, waiting for you to telephone
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