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bernhoft - prophet lyrics

she feels me up then she kicks me down
chews her gum while humming a song
has me for dinner in her dressing gown
stark naked underneath i am
feebly struggling and played along
i should get out but her hips are strong
i try to peek out of my blindfold
cuffed, gagged and cheaply sold
but i know something that she’ll pay to keep
a secret, we let ourselves back in the game
and so the dance goes on in a dirty style
we can provide no rest for the weary eye
it’s far too late to apologize
and if you care to dance, not a chance
stand in line
wait up for miss swedish pie
will i join her foul pigsty
of broken men trying to prophesy
her next move? while we can’t move;
stand in line
how many men have you done this to?
i suspect that we are quite a few
sweet-talk us and bump us around
bury us under miles of mound
but i know something that you’ll pay to keep
a secret, but i can’t get any leverage
and so the dance goes on in a dirty style
we can provide no rest for the weary eye
it’s far too late to apologize
and if you care to dance, not a chance
stand in line
wait up for miss swedish pie
will i join her foul pigsty
of broken men trying to prophesy
her next move? while we can’t move;
stand in line

- bernhoft lyrics

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