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Sounds like BDSM to me...

Συζήτηση στο φόρουμ 'BDSM Art and Literature' που ξεκίνησε από το μέλος margarita_nikolayevna, στις 27 Νοεμβρίου 2015.

  1. Don T

    Don T New Member

    My old man is a bad man
    But I can't deny the way he holds my hand
    And he grabs me, he has me by my heart

    He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
    He doesn't mind I have a L.A crass way about me
    He loves me with every beat of his cocaine heart
    Swimming pool
    Glimmering darling
    White bikini off with my red nail polish
    Watch me in the swimming pool
    Bright blue ripples, you
    Sitting sipping on your Black Cristal, oh yeah
    Light of my life, fire in my loins
    Be a good baby, do what I want
    Light of my life, fire in my loins

    Gimme them gold coins
    Gimme them coins
    And I'm off to the races, cases
    Of Bacardi chasers
    Chasing me all over town
    'Cause he knows I'm wasted,
    Facing time again at Riker's Island
    And I won't get out
    Because I'm crazy, baby
    I need you to come here and save me
    I'm your little scarlet starlet
    Singing in the garden
    Kiss me on my open mouth
    Ready for you
    My old man is, a tough man

    But he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam
    And he shows me, he knows me, every inch of my tar black soul
    He doesn't mind I have a flat broke down life
    In fact he says he thinks it's what he might like about me, admires me
    The way I roll like a rolling stone
    Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom
    Chateau Marmont
    Slipping on my red dress, putting on my make up
    Glass film, perfume, cognac, lilac

    Fumes, says it feels like heaven to him
    Light of his life, fire of his loins
    Keep me forever, tell me you want me
    Light of your life, fire of your loins
    Tell me you want me, gimme them coins
    And I'm off to the races, cases
    Of Bacardi chasers
    Chasing me all over town
    'Cause he knows I'm wasted, facing
    Time again at Riker's
    Island and I won't get out
    Because I'm crazy, baby
    I need you to come here and save me
    I'm your little scarlet starlet
    Singing in the garden
    Kiss me on my open mouth
    Now I'm off to the races, laces
    Leather on my waist is
    Tight and I am falling down

    I can see your faces, shameless
    Cipriani's basement
    Love you, but I'm going down
    God I'm so crazy, baby
    I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving
    I'm your little harlot starlet
    Queen of Coney Island
    Raising hell all over town
    Sorry 'bout it

    My old man is a thief, and
    I'm gonna stay and pray with him till the end
    But I trust in the decision of the law
    To watch over us
    Take him when he may, if he may
    I'm not afraid to say
    That I'd die without him
    Who else is gonna put up with me this way?
    I need you, I breathe you, I'll never leave you
    They would rue the day, I was alone without you
    You're lying with your gold chain on
    Cigar hanging from your lips
    I said, "Hon' you never looked so beautiful
    As you do now my man"
    And we're off to the races, places
    Ready set the gate is down
    And then we're going in
    To Las Vegas, pay us
    'Cause you know we'll race this
    Honey it is time to spit
    Boy you're so crazy, baby
    I love you forever
    Not maybe
    You are my one true love
    You are my one true love
    You are my one true love
     
    Last edited: 16 Φεβρουαρίου 2018
  2. cadpmpc

    cadpmpc Contributor



    Χρόνια και χρόνια με τυραννάει
    κι ούτε μια στάλα δεν με πονάει γιατί;

    Και ζω κοντά του μες την μιζέρια
    χειμώνες τώρα και καλοκαίρια γιατί;

    Και με βαριέται και μ΄άλλες πάει
    και μου τα παίρνει και με χτυπάει γιατί;

    Μα τον λατρεύω κι είναι το φως μου
    γιατί είναι βλέπεις ο άνθρωπός μου

    Δεν είναι γόης δεν είναι ωραίος
    και κολυμπάει μέσα στο χρέος γιατί;

    κι ένα κοστούμι μονάχα έχει
    που το φοράει χιονίζει βρέχει γιατί;

    κι όλο τα πίνει κι όλο τα σπάει
    κι όλο σε μένα μετά ξεσπάει γιατί;

    Δε μου μιλάει για το φεγγάρι
    κι ένα λουλούδι δε μου 'χει πάρει γιατί;

    Μονάχα πίκρες μού 'χει χαρίσει
    ποτέ δεν μού 'χει γλυκομιλήσει γιατί;

    Ποτέ δεν μού 'χει χαμογελάσει
    κι ο έρωτάς του μ΄έχει γεράσει γιατί;
    Στίχοι: Μ. Τραϊφόρος
    __________________________

    Προσθήκη δυο κουπλέ:
    Μα τον γουστάρω γιατί πονάω
    αφού εγώ κωλοβαράω...
    ...
    Kαι τον γουστάρω γιατί πετάω
    αφού εγώ τρέμω το χάος...

    Στίχος: cadpmpc
     
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  6. margarita_nikolayevna

    margarita_nikolayevna owned Contributor

    If I've been on your mind
    you hang on every word I say
    Lose yourself in time
    At the mention of My name
    Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close
    And have you tell me whichever road I choose, you'll go?
            

     
  7. X-east

    X-east Guest



  8. Sweet dreams are made of this
    Who am I to disagree?
    I travel the world
    And the seven seas,
    Everybody's looking for something.
    Some of them want to use you
    Some of them want to get used by you..

     
  9. Don T

    Don T New Member


    Underneath your clothes
    There's an endless story
    There's the man I chose
    There's my territory
    And all the things I deserve
    For being such a good girl honey
     
  10. ..Your own personal Jesus
    Someone to hear your prayers
    Someone who cares
    Your own personal Jesus
    Someone to hear your prayers
    Someone who's there

    Feeling unknown
    And you're all alone
    Flesh and bone
    By the telephone
    Lift up the receiver
    I'll make you a believer

    Take second best
    Put me to the test
    Things on your chest
    You need to confess
    I will deliver
    You know I'm a forgiver

    Reach out and touch faith


     
  11. open_mind

    open_mind Regular Member