This bawdy mouth may delude, but darlin' please don't be rude.
This skirts not an invitation get ahold of your excitation.
Sure you can buy me this one drink.
But darlin' don't you, don't you think.
This is all a little trite cause I'm not going home with you tonight.
I'm not your tart.
I'm not your harlot.
I'm not your Jezebel.
You can taste my shame.
Do you even know my name?


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