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(Written By Cohen, In "Night Magic")

Let me start you Miss Shy
Bundled up in mother's lie
Tip toe, tip toe
your silky pleasure

Miss Shy to me
Along the snowy of modesty
Tip toe, tip toe
Hiding your silky

Come to me downcast eyes
to me and claim the prize
Of your outrageous

How I you Miss Shy
Bundled up in mother's lie
Tip toe --
your outrageous pleasure!

o o o

And you I strong
With your intact
With your father's
And your bat
And your belief
In holy

With your
And your claws
And your eye
On the peacock's
I see what man
Was to be

With your
No man can
absolutely unique
Contempt for the
on our paws
There are no
Kiss me I can not speak

You I strong
your hatred intact
With your pipe
And brother's bat
Now me
Where I speak!

o o o

You I want for my
To gossip me and drink tea
To walk down by the bend
You I want for my

To the water going by
The climbing above
To tell me I lie
I tell you I cannot love,
Cannot

To know my better than me
To be my in charity
To speak of old and new
To say to me, what done to you

You I want for my
To make sense of our difference
To eat and together
To one another,
And may our never end!

o o o

And you
I want
Beauty
all
but my
Own
So none may
womanhood
Or hear you
Your
To an thumb

You be
to me
There be no

For I will
A cloak so
About loveliness
No man will ever
The commands you whisper
your childhood to the night

And
the moon
a man
And
Him to
Your
And lets nipples
I can
Hear you
pleasures
To an infant

And you I
To at me
And you I
To of me
You I above
I you below
You I want
And you to
I want you
I you skilled
You be
You be mild...

You be
You be
You here
You stay
You out your hair
You keep it
I want, I want, I
I want to the world
You out your hair
You yours curled
I want, I want to the world!

o o o

And you
Who did not tonight
I will for you
And you
Who are not
I write for you
And you
Who must
In of chance
And
I will
I will
Like a
Who's Mary
As she
the air
In splendour
In the
Mouth of a
and radiant
To save
And all the
World to

And I
By the

Of
Enfolded
I
By
The greed
Of
Human
And all
Its
pleasures
I
By
The deep
Of my

And over

Intrigues of
mercy is
To let me
I
I will be
For the one
Who will not
To me
I that
I be
Her
Her
And
lover.