'Neath the stars, at bazaars. Often I've had to caress men.. Five or ten, dollars then, I'd collect from all those yes-men.. Don't be sad, I must add, that they meant no more than chess-men..
I could cry salty tears. Where have I been all these years. A little while, tell me now. How long has this been going on?. . There were chills, up and down my spine.
I could cry salty tears. Where have I been all these years?. Little wow, tell me now. How long has this been goin' on?. . There were chills up my spine.
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,. I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.. Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno worse than Dante's..