Moonlight Kahlua

My window faces south so I had that full moon all to myself the other night and I was listening to my above Yardbirds inspired chant and playing along and that's all I remember. I woke up in my underwear outside in a ditch, but I just looked like an ordinary part of the Christmas crowd. Words really help to define a melody and to me they are the hardest part of a song. The words in this song are about my feelings towards upper class women when they try to get smug on me. They resist at first but they settle right down once they get used to their bridles. When I say upper class women, I mean nurses and people like that. Anyone making over forty dollars an hour is upper class to me, but if your wage is only thirty-nine an hour, you're nothing special. Then when people see my dark side in my music, they can understand me better. The women can know what I expect from them without me having to tell them. None of this fake friendship routine, 'hey, buddie, nice tits!' We can just get straight down to business. It helps to speed things up with one woman so I can move on faster to the next one. I'm doing it for them. It's all right, they deserve it. They think that it's fun to bleed for everyone's complete amusement. Pretty cold attitude if you ask me.
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