I am his mistress, his slave, his mother, I owe my all to him, none other, His prized posession, is what Ive grown to be, but is it me? So I wonder, has love betrayed me Could I deny myself the chance
Mistress Mabel seriously wrong Clears my table badly then she's gone Takes a liberty if you let her Yes, she's old but she should know better Oh dear Mabel, please don't put me on Mistress Mabel all
Mistress Mabel you're seriously wrong Clears my table badly, then she's gone Takes a liberty if you let her Yes she's old but she should know better Oh dear Mabel please don't put me on Mistress Mabe
I still remember Miss Bessie singing Black, wrinkled fingers on ivory keys Just five years old, my church shoes a-dangling Yeah, she's long gone and I'm still chasing this song With a guitar full of
Raven hair and red lips Subtle wicked smile The way you lay across that velvet I really love your style Your legs go on forever Electrifying thrill What i wouldn't give for one night To climb those h
Their time, spent in this place Is greater then their looks Step off this starlight train And wonder if they're good They're marked dually As a token of their past Through gashes thankfully Soothe and
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