The Lion And The Cobra

Jackie left on a cold, dark night, Telling me he'd be home. Sailed the seas for a hundred years, Leaving me all alone. And I've been dead for twenty years, I've been a-washing the sand with my ghostly tears, Searching the shores for my Jackie, oh. I

I want your hands on me. What I want, give me. You know I wanna please you, What I wanna do to you. You don't waste no time, do you? You know I'm looking through you. Why you wanna tease me? I want you to come and please me. Put 'em on, put 'em on, p

Ran down and the lady said it. It got torn down And the priest just said it Got burned. They give me five years, five years, It's my turn. Ran down and the lady said it. It got torn down And the priest just said it Got burned They give me five years,