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Enter She, with her scent of violetta
Yesterday gown, granny hand-me-down chiffon
Fragile She with her beaded bag of treasures
Pale and pretty by the palm tree on the lawn
Enter Me, 'do you wanna 'ave a drink love?'
'Yeah' She say, 'perrier', with a twist of lime'
Sexy She with her see-through soft intentions
She for one was out to have a sober time
She is my lover
Our kisses of passion
Leave lips bruised and burning
Bodies so close we lie as one
We stepped into a room Oriental
Where a Victrola played ole Pable
Sad and distant like a melancholy maiden
>From a movie in monochrome long ago
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She let fall her dragon shawl from her shoulder
Dancing slowly to the sombre melody
I reclining on a chaiselongue, silken tassled
Quite enchanted by her delicate beauty
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