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The Hard shoulder
02:42
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I might not be too keen, to look the world in the eye
If they had done to me, what they did to you
She was so tall and lean, her fetish boots kicked high
This girl with a gun, now she’s gunning for you
I’ve had the hard shoulder, I’ve had the cold shoulder
And now I’m getting older, still never one to lean on
In the records folder twixt rock and boulder
I can still behold her, there’s a reason to dream on
Dreaming on the hard shoulder
The world it treats you mean and love keeps passing by
Give thanks for what you’ve got, worse things happen at sea
If your girl’s a has been, well you’ve only missed a chapter
You’ve not lost the plot, you’ll soon pick up the scene
When teardrops coagulate and I start to cry
I’ve had my fun now I feel blue
Storm clouds intimidate a clear blue sky
So I’m pulling in to let you through
I’ve had the hard shoulder …
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Heaven Scent
03:15
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She wears merely heaven scent, she’s gently effervescent
Like a spring perfume, she’s curving in a crescent
Like the moon in June
She wears merely heaven scent, she’s cuddly when she’s bubbly,
Like a large gin fizz, the only trouble is, that every second whiff makes me wonder if
She’s really heaven scent
She wears merely heaven scent
It’s her natural bent, A sniff of her allure
Pure or impure, your money’s all spent
And it’s kill or cure
She wears merely heaven scent, she’s smashing and she’s splashing
Like a Busby Berkley Babe she’ll send you to your grave, when you’re far from ready
With your knees unsteady
She wears merely heaven scent
An aroma to present, she makes me stagger
Like Niagara, hot and spicy
like a Berber tent
And it’s surely a small surprise, to see her vaporize
Before your very eyes
With an air of Cleopatra and boots like Nancy Sinatra
She doesn’t need to try for size
She wears merely heaven scent, she’s the lady to my gent
Her citrus Cologne is a home from home
Lois Lane to my Clark Kent
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Demon Lover
03:09
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She rumbles like thunder right under my nose
Sends lighting quivers from my head to my toes
Prowling down the sidewalk like an alley cat
So I guess it isn’t any wonder that
Her eyes are topaz, her hips are slinky
Her high ‘C’s are jazz and her boots are kinky
With her thorny tongue nobody supposes
She’s really a princess of English roses
Despite her boa backbone and her cobra hiss
She got viper venom but the sweetest kiss
And when she rose to greet me she said just this
Whether it will or whether it won’t
Whether you thrill or whether you don’t
Here’s your chill forecast for today
This thing can’t last, I’m bound to say
Many men espy me but none can buy me
My name isn’t Mandy so you can’t fly me
I’m cheaper than saffron but dearer than gold
I’ll never be no man’s to have and hold
She’ll make you duck and dive and, then you run for cover
She’ll take you dead or alive, she’s your demon lover
She’s an alleycat queen, all diamonds and pearls
Kidnapped from a crime scene, the prize of the girls
The glint in her steely blue eyes, keeps her gun hand sure and steady
The ransom may be set too high, but she’s always at the ready
I’m out on the street but I should be in stir
She took my hand with a swish of ermine fur
And this old cur succumbed to her purr
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C Auntie Play Plymouth, UK
C Auntie Play is a collaboration between the Plymouth-based musicians and writers Rob C Force and Julian Isaacs (a.k.a. Auntie Pus). Julian supplies the majority of lyrics and also suggests some musical directions for the tracks. Rob writes and plays the music and knocks them into shape in his home studio. ... more
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