Sunday, March 6, 2011


you can wear your new white shoes, in the muddy afternoon. walk into the stay-drunk-stoop. they whistle with their hands. but i could be your cat call too, anything you want to do. anything you want to do. you can take your slide trombone, play it in your catacombs. find a town that moves real slow, and turn it on its head, and i could be your pharoahs tomb. anything you want to do, lover, anything you want to do. if you want to be common, i can claim that i tamed you. a demigod in a bonnet, they're going to know it ain't true. you can paint your nails lime green, rent yourself a limousine. kidnap the professor's neice. tell them that she's dead. we'll party in a hotel room, anything you want to do. sister, anything you want to do. you can get your hair all wet, sleeping on the river bed. kiss a frog and then dissect, you've got to find out what's inside. you can have my bad side too, anything you want to do. sugar, anything you want to do. you can wear your new white shoes, in the dirty afternoon. walking through the traffic fumes, a flower in your hair. i will swing upon your moods, anytime you want me to. just tell me what you want to do. anything you want to do.

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