Frank
Whatever happened to Fay Wray?
That delicate, satin-draped frame?
As it clung to her thigh
How I started to cry
'cause I wanted to be dressed just the same.
Give yourself over to absolute pleasure.
Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh.
Erotic nightmares, beyond any measure
And sensual daydreams to treasure forever.
Can't you just see it? Oh, oh, oh... oh!
Don't dream it, be it.
All
Don't dream it, be it.
Scott
Ach! We've got to get out of this trap before this decadence saps our wills. I've got to be
strong, and try to hang on, or else my mind may well snap, and my life will be lived... for
the thrills!
