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Steed (for Jean Genet) - Joan As Police Woman
Frame me any mantle who can kiss the golden aeries
And I'll make it and find my revolutionaries
Make it to his size they call he brushes your hard shoulder
And it's haunted priming priming priming
Press me up against the starry night then turn me over
And I'll take you to meet our lady of the flowers
All that you imagine lies around that shiny corner
You will ride it over over over
Baby won't you buy me a steed
You better get ready yeah
Ooh don't you feel it inside me
Yeah you better get ready yeah
Lady won't you buy me a steed
You better get ready yeah
Cause don't you know that I'm worth the speed
Yeah you better get ready yeah
Press me up against the starry night then turn me over
And I'll take you to meet our lady of the flowers
All that you imagine lies around that shiny corner
You will ride it over and over and over
Baby won't you buy me a steed
You better get ready yeah
Ooh don't you feel it inside me
Yeah you better get ready yeah
Lady won't you buy me a steed
You better get ready yeah
Cause don't you know that I'm worth the speed
Yeah you better get ready yeah