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The Lady
She sits there, her dress and eyes are unsurpassable green
The key to unlock mans wildest dreams
Then she smiles at a joke that we don’t know
Encouraging us to gamble, to give the dice another throw
Resides in every close encounter
Every lucky charm, mysterious powder
Her abode is every smoky room
Shrouded in tobacco fug anticipation and gloom
You couldn’t kill her, because she doesn’t exist
Yet she lives and thrives for every bluff and twist
We shout and we cry “ we don’t give a F**k”
But we all ask a favour from Lady Luck
the lady
We all neeed a little of lady luck...I like the way you handled the subject...
Especially with the four letter workd nice job... heather
Thankyou very much, you are
Thankyou very much, you are very kind.
I'm sorry i wasn't who you thought i was. F**k it, i'm sorry i wasn't who i thought i was.
...I bought the heartbreak hotel on my own with no investors, closed it down and opened the F**k you, get over it bed and breakfast