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You used to dress as a little girl
Candy curled around your fingers
Satin draped across your breasts
I'll always kiss you beneath your dress.

Slave ships set sail from your shadow
Candles hung from your fingertips
Ivory hewn from the graves of children
For finery laced across your hips.

In kitchen gardens we'll hide awhile
All dressed up in Russian blue
And the mansions of Belgravia
They will always welcome you.

The tricolour was always flying
For the lucky ones down in the zoo
I was looking for an angel
But, I guess you'll have to do.

I was baptised at my first confession
When I drank your communion wine
And you're drunk in the back streets of London
You're just a pointless waste of my time.

In kitchen gardens we'll hide and grow
All dressed up in Russian blue
For the women of ancient Egypt
Will never dream of you.

You used to undress like a little girl
Proud of your body and proud of your curls
Satin skin and a rose petal kiss
Some things about you I'll always miss
Some things about you I'll always kiss.


Autor(es): Nikki Sudden

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