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39 lines
1.7 KiB
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MISS HEROIN
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So, now Little Man, you've grown tired of grass,
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L.S.D., goof balls, cocaine, and hash;
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And someone, pretending to be a true friend,
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Said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."
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Well, honey, before you start fooling with me,
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Just let me inform you of how it will be.
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For I will seduce you and make you my slave.
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I've sent men much stronger than you to their graves
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You think you could never become a disgrace
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and end up addicted to poppy seed waste.
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So, you'll start inhaling me one afternoon;
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You'll take me into your arms very soon.
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And once I have entered deep down in your veins,
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The craving will nearly drive you insane.
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You'll need lots of money (as you have been told);
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For, darling, I'm much more expensive than gold.
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You'll swindle your mother; and, just for a buck,
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You'll turn into something vile and corrupt.
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You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm.
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And feel contentment when I'm in you arms.
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The day yo8u realize the monster you've grown,
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You'll solemnly promise to leave me alone.
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If you think that you've got the mystical knack,
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Then sweetie, just try getting me off you back.
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The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in a knot,
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The jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot-
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The cold chills and hot sweat, the withdrawal pains,
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Can only be saved by my little white grains.
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Thee's no other way, and there's no need to look;
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For deep down inside, you will know you are hooked.
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You'll desperately run to the pusher, and then
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You'll welcome me back to your arms once again.
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And when you return (just as I foretold!)
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I know that you'll give me your body and soul.
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You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart,
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And you will be mine until Death Do Us Part.
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