To Keep A Shrill Unending
I see it in your face...
Baybee,
I see it in your face...
Pretty when you're giving lickings.
I see it in your face...
Baybee,
I see it in your face...
Pretty when you're giving lickings.
You don't want to listen,
When your pretty giving lickins.
All you want to do is find a fault.
All you want to do is find a fault.
You don't want to listen,
All you want to do is find a fault.
All you want to do is find a fault.
To begin the stinging.
All you want to do is find a fault.
To keep a shrill unending.
All you want to do is find a fault,
To begin the stinging.
All you want to do is find a fault,
To keep a shrill unending.
You don't want to listen,
All you want to do is find a fault.
I see it in your face...
Baybee,
I see it in your face...
Pretty when you're giving lickings.
I see it in your face...
Baybee,
I see it in your face...
Pretty when you're giving lickings.
Baybee,
All you want to do with me is find a fault.
Baybee,
All you want to do with me is find a fault.
Baybee,
All you want to do with me is find a fault.
Baybee,
All you want to do with me is find a fault.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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