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She said
G7come in my dear, you're looking tired
tired tonight your bath is drawn, let me
B7loosen your Emtie and B7fix you your usual
drinkD7
He settles back, takes a magazine
kicks off his shoes, as he studies the form
of every appealing soubrette
But Gmwhere are the flowers that he used to
bring every A7endearing reDmmark reGmminds her
of passionate Cpromise that Gmhe only A7made
in the daDrk
in her D#bed, Emshe wants to shout at the
Aback of his head
look at Dme, look at D#me, look at me I'm
afraid Emsee what it's come to I'm just
mistress and G7maid.
The wine is warm,but the dinner is cold the look in his eyes
tlls her it won't be long till the girls on the page come to life
And they'll get the flowers that he used to bring with every endearing remark,
and all of the passionate promises he'll never fullfill in the dark in their bed,
she wants to shout at the back of his head look at me, look at me,
now that I'm not affraid see what it's come to
I'm not your mistress and mG7aid
Emsee what it's come to I'm not your
mistress and mG7aid
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