my dear boy
you have no idea
what it is like
and you don't care

she says
licks her lips
in a way that is both
arousing
and repulsive

you don't know what it's like
let me tell you all about it

she arranges her long legs
artistically beneath her
smoothing the creased skirt
unconsciously looking just like
that dog she is always petting

you have no idea
poor boy
poor baby
poor baby boy
you don't know a thing
about the world
the real world
the world as it really is
pass me another biscuit
darling
i'm famished

flicking crumbs
from the corner of her mouth
with one pale finger
glittering rings up to the knuckle
light from another room
catches her face as she
leans forward
slightly sideways
reaching for the cup
brushing his leg with hers
enjoying his discomfort

you really must come with me
one day
the people
you have to see them to believe them
it's crazy
freaky
just like me

leans back
the light leaves her face
she is ordinary again
as she reaches into the voluminous bag
bag of tricks
dirty tricks

mind if i smoke?

shakes his head
unable to influence her
so why try?

so today
he was there again
i couldn't believe it
too good to be true
you know

flick flick flick

damn cheap lighters

he looks around
knows there're matches
somewhere
in the limbo of the shadows

get me a light off the candle

she hands him the unlit gitane
he takes it gingerly
walks
across
the room
to the shelf of knick-knacks
looks at the candle

(fuck i'm sick of flick flick flick
i hate that bitch)

the flame seems to
cower from him
he looks at the flame
at the gitane

(she knows i don't smoke
fuck i won't light it for her)

tinkle tinkle of her bell laughter
never belly laughter
not dignified

oh you poor boy
i forgot
you don't smoke

she gets up
graceful
like a cat
slinks across the room to stand at his side
looks down at the cigarette
up to his eyes
her smile is contemptuous

must you be so boring
darling

takes the gitane from him
their fingers brush
her hands cold smooth
his hands hot wet alien

hold my fringe so it doesn't burn

with one finger he lifts
the blonde fuzz
away from her forehead
as she leans over the candle
seems to be teasing
the flame
holds the end of the gitane
                          just
                                       away
from it

hold it properly
you know how i love my hair

(fuck you dumb ugly bitch i hate you
why can't you leave me alone)

he holds the blonde fuzz
away from her forehead
scowling at the dark roots

(bitch you aren't blonde you're
dark dark dark wicked evil bitch)

starting back suddenly
as she stands
puffing

let's sit down again
i'll tell you about my day
you really should come with me
just once
just to see
that i don't lie

like a chiffon scarf
falling
to the ground
she arranges herself
once more
on the settee
ever graceful
not like him

(hate you bitch hate you)

so
darling
he was there
and i was getting all flustery
you know how
i don't like getting flustery
and he walked right up to me
looked in my eyes
his eyes were so brown
so deep
i actually blushed

(bitch you wouldn't know how to blush)

and everyone was watching
waiting
to see what i would do
because everyone knows
how i love him so
and he turned around
and around
so i could admire him
he's so sweet
and you know
i don't see him every day
sometimes i don't see him for weeks
and all the girls were giggling
but i didn't mind
it was like the climax of my life
darling
don't you know?

she leans back
smiling just a little
but her smile is hard
her eyes harder
a slender finger reaches out
touches his cheek

you got to him
didn't you
you thought i wouldn't know
but i did
i'm not the dumb bunny you think i am
darling
poor baby boy
you think i'm so dumb
but you're the dumb one
darling
darling
darling
darling
darling
darling boy

(bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch)

it's not me he wants
daaaaahling

(no no no no no no no no no no
bitch bitch bitch)

it's you