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Rough Trade - Grade B Movie lyrics
I walked the wet boulevard alone An open invitation to anyone I bit my lips to keep back the tears What would they think I cared not, I dared not All I had were the tortured memories Of a love I had once know I could still feel his burning kisses On my virgin lips When you look at me its like any grade b movie I whisper hello Johhny, hello Johhny Then you tear my sheath And I’m below you moaning Oh Johhny don’t stop, not now Don’t stop Johhny, don’t stop Johhny, don’t stop Johhny, Don’t stop Johhny, don’t stop Johhny I remember that cigarette dangling From the corner of your mouth That white shirt unbuttoned at the collar Revealing the tanned expanse of your chest I knew you would never be completely mine I had to settle for what I could get That night I raked your back with those ugly red welts I don’t know what your kisses reduce me to You said you were pouring the wine of passion Into the warped vessel of a wanton woman’s heart I had no control over my animal lust Forgive me, forgive me When you look at me its like any grade b movie I whisper hello Johhny, hello Johhny Then you tear my sheath And I’m below you moaning Oh Johhny don’t stop, not now Don’t stop Johhny, don’t stop Johhny, (ahhh no) don’t stop Johhny, Don’t stop Johhny, don’t stop Johhny When you look at me its like any cheap novel Your swelling manhood rising in your bleached out jeans I come apart at the seams I’m sorry, I, I really can’t go on... |
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