Polly, you can tame the wild beasts
Your beauty, it can tame the wild beasts
Polly, you can tame the wild beasts
Your beauty, it can tame the wild beasts

Come, my darling Polly and be mine
Black olives and red wine
Come, my darling Polly and be mine
Black olives and red wine

Your body was my instrument of lust
Your body was my instrument of lust
Your body was my instrument of lust
Your body was my instrument of lust

My body was your instrument of lust
My body was your instrument of lust
My body was your instrument of lust
My body was your instrument of lust

You could not maintain your chastity
You could not maintain your chastity
You could not maintain your chastity
Even with the wearing of a girdle

And you could never tame your lying tongue
You could never tame your lying tongue
You could never tame your lying tongue
Even with the wearing of a bridle

Come, my darling Polly and be mine
Black olives and red wine
Come, my darling Polly and be mine
Black olives and red wine


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