Actually you're not far from the truth there Oom - with those flowing locks JBJ could easily pass as a steekmoer!! Not sure what condition the feet would be in though sir!
She came to me one morning
One lonely Thursday morning
Her long hair flowing in the mid-somer's wind
I know not how I missed her
For in darkness I was stumbling
And loneliness around me
From a life I did not like
Ah, ah, ah
She asked my name and told me her's
I said I need to be with you
To lust and love her with no thought of God or friends
And I begged her give me all you have
And trample down my enemies
So eager was my passion to devour this source of life
Ah, ah, ah
But she would not think of giving up
Reducing men to fuckernuts
So easy to begin and yet impossible to end
For she the object of all men
Had caught me so completely now that
I feared to walk alone again
And asked if she would stay
Ah, ah, ah
Oh, lady, lend your hand, I cried (gatvol of using my own)
Oh, let me rest here by your side
Have faith in me I'll love you till the day I die
One day someone is gonna sue me for raping their songs.
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