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confession
here’s confession, okay
i’ll never be famous for what i say
i’m a feline prancin’ on the kitchen floor
a lover undercover who’s so damn bored
i could charter a plane
to South Africa
meet your mamma at the market
would it be enough?
i’m a jet city woman fueled by the cry of the wild
a hundred year old temptress with a child’s smile
i could feed the sick
and clothe the lame
but it won’t inspire me
to change my name
here’s confession, okay
i’ll be famous for living this way
Posted by Penny Rene at August 3, 2002 01:16 PM
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