Raise your hand for sugar in your tea
Raise your hand for luxury
Raise your hand come orders from above
The things I'd do for love

Little girls should be seen and not heard
Blank pages bear no dirty words
I cross my legs when the telephone rings
He's easy to please he wants my everything

Raise your hand for sugar in your tea
Raise your hand for validity
Raise your hand come orders from above
The things I'd do for your love

You lead me home with my eyes closed
A perfect portrait this submissive pose
Your lips unmoved say what mine cannot say
Tally up the strange bruises when we wake

Pages and pages
Lips and lists
Don't dare to tell me that it does not exist


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