| There was a silver circle sign
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| And she was standing at the door
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| We pressed our way right through the crowd
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| Our pace was quickened to her floor
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| There was a single feigning light
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| And there was silk all on the walls
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| She had a lot of love to give
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| I was prepared to take it all
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| (But what did she do next?)
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| She had disrobed and she was
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| Waiting on the floor
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| She asked me what it was I want
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| I thought that I wanted it all
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| (What did you say?)
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| I said stand up and move your body to the bed
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| She quickly stood and slowly turned
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| And here’s exactly what she said …
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| «Please be soft and sweet to me
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| This life has not been good, you see
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| It’s hard with such a history
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| Buried in misery»
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| (And what did you do next?)
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| I broke a smile, reminding that I paid
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| Her well. |
| Her lips returned, and then I felt
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| Her hands unbuckling my belt
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| (So was it good?)
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| It felt like heaven but I’m sure she was in
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| Hell. |
| I made it clear that I’d get my money’s
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| Worth out of the goods she sells
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| Break and bind yourself to me
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| Deliver what you sold you see that
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| I will only take from you
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| And use it up. |
| I’ll use you up
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| What was your name? |