There is only one Queen Bitch And she knows who she is. She could have been even more to me, If fate hadnít intervened.
Oh well, cele vie, my senorita she will never be. Just a beautiful heart, hidden within; But never hidden from friends. Always love given to them, From Queen Bitch. My heart goes with you always. I miss you Vic.
I have your photo on my wall, next to Eva. You were both there when life was enjoyed, Before I woke up from the dream.
Brooding to breed, too eager to feed, To create this thing, inside your tummy. In a rush to give life, before you have even lived. Needing a baby, whilst you yourself are still a kid.
It sounds so nice, to become a Mother and Wife; But what of your future? Are you sure youíre mature enough? Have you truly experienced this thing called life enough? And will not regret the missed chances, You could have had without this kid.
Are you sure, you can really provide, For the entirety of this childís adolescent life? Do...
The way I felt for you transcended sex. That is something you will always be able to get, But to me that would not have been enough. It is your soul I am in love with, not just your body. You can have sex with anyone; It was babies I wanted you to have with me.
Your kid will be the coolest of them all. Your body is the most beautiful. Your face is a masterpiece, I could happily get lost inside. Your thoughts are my nourishment. I take them all inside me and give back commitment.
Milk the applause, savour the day; You only have thirty seconds left, Of your fifteen minutes of fame. Another band falls off the conveyor belt; Itís time for you to be replaced, by another covers band.
Another wanna-bee; another piece of human trash, Who simply follows the money. In search of their star, in the music hall of fame. Do you seriously think, you can last the pace? And make another album that sells like your first? You naÔve fool, thatís what they call consumerism And youíre definitely not, a new sensation. ...
Here I am, I'm just a man; So evidently, I must be in the wrong. Women are superior to men, yes were the weaker sex; So now I've said what you wanted to hear, Are you going to get undressed? And give me a blow and do what I like in bed. Yes youíre the stronger sex, keep sucking, oh yeah!
But back street abortions are another story; Just like a man speaking to a woman about the morningís glory. Understanding, yet not truly knowing how the other feels; We are capable of listening to each otherís every need. Yet lacking the...
Once you have tasted Heaven, can Earth ever satisfy you? Or shall you forever be searching, for your paradise? Surely after the sweetest nectar, has been found and lost by you, You have no God given right, to once again that nectar taste.
One Love, thatís what Bob Marley said. One lifetime it will surely take, to mourn loves death; But surely with just a single, sure-footed step, Love will be able, to breathe again.
So I shall once again try, to give birth to this whole love notion. I will open myself fully, to this...