Lyrics Harlequin Press - John Vanderslice

Harlequin Press

At the harlequin press
I met a girl in a blue wool dress
Her manuscript in hand
Confused and unprepared
I offered to help
I know an editor here
I know him well
She gave me her proof and
I took it home
It was a promising
Total mess
I helped her submit
We cut there
And added this
I quickly fell in love
My friend rejected it outright
Not enough sex
And too much talking
Right then she cut me off
A year had passed
She showed up at my door
She rewrote the book
And handed it over
She replaced the songbirds
With pornographers
The love scenes
With brutal murders