Lyrics:
a well respected man about town
Doing the best things so conservatively
And his mother goes to meetings
While his father pulls the maid
And she stirs
One night when the moon was bright on the moonlit bay
That is where I found my little Cherokee maid
The memory of the that night of love, is
to make good
Distance of her lie
Decided in the woods
Burning fires
She's led to police
This maid in progress
Betrayin' your mother's need for
When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the old Earth make a couple
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid
Have you seen dignity
Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears
In a crowded room full of covered up
Far away in sunny mountains
Where the merry sunbeams play
There he wandered through the clover
Singing to a village maid
She was dearer than
You know, there's two ol' maids layin' in the bed,
One picked herself up an' the other one, she said:
"Get your rocks off!
Get your rocks off!
Time for supper now
Day's been hard and I'm so tired
I feel like eating now
Smell the kitchen now
Hear the maid whistle a tune
My thoughts are
I was a highwayman along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier
Long long ago in old Wyoming lived a maid
Fair as the sweetest flower bloomin' in the shade
She loved a bandit bold who roamed the prairie o'er
house, full of butlers and maids
She says no one is better than I, I know I'm just an average guy
No football hero or smooth Don Juan
Got empty
identity I found.
Said I was born elite, with maids and servants at my feet.
I must have been insane,
I lied and said my mom died on a weekend trip
a maid in the kitchen
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once
Let's take the phone off the hook
Turn the lights way down low
Baby put down that book
Tell the maid to go
Do not disturb
Hang the sign on the door
The first time we met you were a kennel maid,
You gave me a tip I got me forecast paid,
You were holding a greyhound in trap number one,
Your
It seems like a dream, yet I know it happened
A man, a maid, a kiss, and then goodbye
Romance was the theme
And we were the players
I never think
The lord of the manor loves the upstairs maid
And I tend the flowers of the seeds he lays
His collar is velvet, his hands are real soft
She sleeps
It seems like a dream, yet I know it happened
A man, a maid, a kiss, and then goodbye
Romance was the theme
And we were the players
I never think
On a Sunday morn sat a maid forlorn
With her sweetheart by her side,
Through the windowpane, she looked at the rain,
"We must stay home, Joe,"
Maids pass gracefully in laughter
Wine colored flowers in their hair
Last call from lands I've never been to
I think that maybe I'm dreaming
Sun's flash
It seems like a dream, yet I know it happened
A man, a maid, a kiss, and then goodbye
Romance was the theme
And we were the players
I never think
twenty-second birthday she already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic she wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion, her sin is her
*ESTHER*
Down in the jungles lived a maid
Of royal blood though dusky shade
*TOOTIE*
A marked impression once she made
Upon a Zulu
*ESTHER*
tonight on Desolation Row
Ophelia, she's 'neath the window, for her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday she already is an old maid
Now to her,
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