All your women things All your frilly things Scattered 'round my room Right where you left them When you left them Scattered 'round my room
All your hardness All your softness And your mercy
All your bridges and bras Your cotton And gauze All your buckles and straps Releases and traps All your screws And false nails Oriental winks And egyptian veils
Oh all of these things I gathered them And I made a dolly I made a dolly A spread-eagle dolly Out of your frilly things
Why couldn't I have loved you This tenderly When you were here In the flesh So tenderly
How could I ignore Your left breast Your right breast
How could I ignore Your hardness Your softness And your mercy
Well it's been seven years And the thought of your name Still makes me Weak in the knees
How could I ignore Your left breast Your right breast
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