Hefner
Smoke
She was such a good granddaughterHe was very much his father's sonHe could not believe she was contemplating kissing himBut she wasShe pretended she was asleepSo he pretended he was asleepAnd her head lolledUntil finally it rested on his shoulderShe asked him for a smokeAnd he gave it to herHe said, "Would you be more comfortableupstairs?"Things she'd forgotten feelingShe was feeling them againSo she said, yes, she would like to goupstairs.So, clutching hands, they ascended upThe stairs.He took off her dungareesBut soon that boy was on his kneesLetras de cancionesAnd he planted many kisses uponHer big white hipsStarting to show her his scarsHis awkwardness was making her laughAnd fleetingly,She thought about her last true home.She asked him for a smokeAnd he gave it to herAnd he said, "Honey, babe,Let's stay awaketill dawn."And all the awful feelingsshe wasn't feeling anymoreso she said, "Bless you, dearI'm staying here,till dawn."So they stayed awakeAnd kissed a lotTill dawn.
From Letras Mania