For All Of This Waist
i saw her gold tattoos
we were screwing on the bus
humpin' and screamin'
we were causing quite a fuss
let me bite you where you want it
you're a victim of caucasian disease
involve an understanding
in the music you play
get rid of the crap
and grow up today to say:
let's compose some sort of opera
you can roll the tapes whenever you please
mighty short piece for all of this waist
a chord in a kunnyfunny——i love the taste
'cause i'm starvin!
©1973 r.stevie moore
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