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Let fall your soft and swaying skirt Let fall your shoes Let fall your shirt I'm not the lady killing sort Enough to hurt the girl in port Marie's gone blonde and lost a stone She's laying on her lawn spun and alone And when the morning sun, it rose Upon Marie and her lazy clothes Then later on she walked around The winding streets of Camden town She don't who she wants to be Letras de cancionesAnd if I knew, I'd tell Marie Let fall your soft and swaying skirt Let fall your shoes Let fall your shirt I'm not the lady killing sort Enough to hurt the girl in port And she tells me she's had fun Sitting backstage, someone's plus one Up in her place the records spin Needle in the grooves that she's worn thin She lives asleep and she sees her name And she's got a smile on her face She's got a story you can't see That's just between me and Marie Let fall your soft and swaying skirt Let fall your shoes Let fall your shirt I'm not the lady killing sort Enough to hurt the girl in port And before Holly made her way Over the sea and far away She's telling me inside her car Driving us back from crystal cornevar WelI lost it then, well I fell from health I cut fresh new pieces from myself And for a second something in me Said leave today it's time Holly It's time Well I'm a weak and lonely sort But I'm not sailing just for sport I've come to feel out on the sea These urgent lies pressed against me I'm just against, I'm not apart With my tender head With my easy heart These several years out on the sea Have made me empty cold and clear Pour yourself into me Let fall your soft and swaying skirt Let fall your shoes Let fall your shirt I'm not the ladykilling sort Enough to hurt the girl in port From Letras Mania