Standing on your windowhoney
YesI ve been here before.
Feeling so harmless
I m looking at your second door.
How come you don t send me no regards?
You know I want your lovin
Honeywhy are you so hard?
Kneeling neath your ceiling
YesI guess I ll be here for a while.
I m tryin to read your portraitbut
I m helplesslike a rich man s child.
How come you send someone out to have me barred?
You know I want your lovin
Honeywhy are you so hard?
Like a poor fool in his prime
YesI know you can hear me walk
But is your heart made out of stoneor is it lime
Or is it just solid rock?
WellI rush into your hallway
Lean against your velvet door.
I watch upon your scorpion
Who crawls across your circus floor.
Just what do you think you have to guard?
You know I want your lovin Honeybut you re so hard.
Achilles is in your alleyway
He don t want me here
He does brag.
He s pointing to the sky
And he s hungrylike a man in drag.
How come you get someone like him to be your guard?
You know I want your lovin
Honey. but you re so hard.

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