Here's a young one Hey, rufus How's the rain on the rhubarb? You wanna go out with me? (yeah, I know we're out It's, like, a figure of speech) All you need is a real girl guide Give it up and come inside Slip the leash Shake it loose Bit the peach Suck the juice . . . what did you call me? (angel . . . ) What was that again? (angel . . . )
Ave gloriosa virginum regina Vitis generosa, vite medicina Clemencie resina Ave copiosa gracie piscina Carnis maculosa mund' illum sentina Mundicie cortina
(hail, glorious queen of virgins, noble vine, Elixir of life, resin of mercy. Hail, abundant pool of grace, cleanse him Of the filthy dregs of the flesh in The basin of putrification)
Hey chicken Is that your girl? Bet she lays like a lump What's your poison - lemonade? Velveteen or a razor blade? You wanna walk in the dark with me To a place where no-one sees? Kiss the glove Pretty please You wanna pray? On your knees . . . . . . what did you call me? (angel . . . ) Say it again (angel . . . )
Claritate radiosa, stella matutina, Brevitate legis glossa, perte lex divina Irradiat doctrina Venustate vernans rosa, sine culpe spina Caritate viscerosa aurem buc inclina, Serves ill'a a ruina
(morning star, radiant in brigtness, yourself A gloss on the bervity of the law, through you The divine law illuminates with it's teaching, O rose blooming with lovliness, having no Thorn of sin, with inward love incline your ear Hither and save him from destruction)
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