LIAR LIAR
Did my legs ever have anything to do with your steeplechase?
That, I never knew - nor could I figure any of it out
while you were away. Where was that again. Monte Carlo?
Uruguay? It really wouldn't matter but I need to have
something to say that's correct about you. For once.
I've already told a hundred tall tales about you to
any who'd listen. Your lips like butter, your heart
like steel - and those thighs and that other...well,
we needn't go there, it'd just get me in the slammer.
Oh, again. Or didn't I tell you I've been there before?
Did my legs ever have anything to do with your steeplechase?
That, I never knew - nor could I figure any of it out
while you were away. Where was that again. Monte Carlo?
Uruguay? It really wouldn't matter but I need to have
something to say that's correct about you. For once.
I've already told a hundred tall tales about you to
any who'd listen. Your lips like butter, your heart
like steel - and those thighs and that other...well,
we needn't go there, it'd just get me in the slammer.
Oh, again. Or didn't I tell you I've been there before?
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