The Bitter Suite I & II: Meeting Ms. Leading/Through The Dime

She had the summer's smile with winter's skin; she moved

A silhouette to serenade the soul

She spoke with words beyond me and slowly I pulled away

To receive a gesture implying an answer I didn't have

So I then smiled

Responding, alarming

"Yes"

Her hands were the first that I'd ever felt; she breathed

Her lips hid her tongue from the world; she danced

To the doors, endearing, she carried me

"What's your name?" conceding "Ms. Leading"

She kindly suggests

To her room

To rest my head

So I responded, unalarming

Where's her heart, where's her heart?

Mimicking the matriarch

He's naive; blissfully

Ignorant and trusting but now

Where's her heart, where's her heart?

Mimicking the matriarch

He's naive; blissfully

Ignorant and trusting but now

(Step right in!) Let her hips guide your desire

Hey, kid, get a job

Hey, kid, get a job

(They have ways!) To satisfy, satisfy what you require

Touch, taste, feel

Two times, the dime

But the perks are more than price and the guarantee is clean

(We know what the men all want) And they know it isn't free

Her history is left behind

The ignorance has room to breathe

They play a part and act a scene

The prejudice and the guilty

(Take a chair!) You're not alone, the beds your home tonight

Hey, kid, get a job

Hey, kid, get a job

(Wait right there!) We'll magnify and maximize your inner fire

Touch, taste, feel

Two times, the dime

Cause if you boys are nice, the ladies here are clean

(We know what the men all want) And they know it isn't free

Her history is left behind

The ignorance has room to breathe

They play a part and act a scene

The prejudice and the guilty