Decemberists (The)
Philomena
Oh, PhilomenaAre you in a tawdry gownLean to your windowLet slip a ribbon downA cure to your boredomIf only you’d let me goDown, down downLong summer days can lead to lazy vicesBoys all at idle, left to their own devicesOpen up your linen lap and let me goDown, down downAll I ever wanted in the world was just to live to see a naked girlBut I found I quickly bore, I wanted more, I wanted moreSo I’ll be your candle and I’ll be your statuetteAnd I’ll be your lashing loop of leatheretteAnd oh Philomena, if only you’ll let me goDown, down downAll I ever wanted in the world was just to live to see a naked girlBut I found I quickly bore, I wanted more, oh, so much moreSo I’ll be your candle and I’ll be your statuetteAnd I’ll be your lashing loop of leatheretteAnd oh Philomena, if only you’ll let me goDown, down down, go down, down down, we go down
From Letras Mania