Lyrics

Love her he doesn't but the thought he puts into that young woman would launch a national product complete with TV spots and skywriting outlets in Bonn & Tokyo I mean it Let it be known that nine words have not passed between herself and Henry; looks, smiles. God help Henry, who deserves it all every least part of that infernal and unconscious woman, and the pain. I feel as if, unique, she...Biddable? Fates, conspire. - Mr. Bones, please. - Vouchsafe me, Sleepless One, a personal experience of the body of Mrs Boogry before I pass from lust!