by Peter Loaf
Lesbian partners, Molly and jen
Amateur tryouts, up in their den
I know their habits
Fucking like rabbits
Moll Flanders castle, just tell me when
I’m mother naked, wouldn’t get far
Shackled and collared, leg spreader bar
The vault down below
The Moll Flanders show
My singing debut, my rising star
Singing like jenny, lusty and hot
Body defenseless, to stage I’m brought
The torchlight flickers
Stroking their stickers
The magic trying, taking my shot
Hands and feet shackled, waddling out
Tethered and helpless, I cannot pout
The peach is pealed
Secrets revealed
Molly starts vamping, shuddering bout
The mike comes floating, just out of frame
My public waiting, I’m glad they came
Internet casting
An end to fasting
So horny I’m dripping, my fear to tame
White Rabbit singing, opening song
Molly’s piano, truly belong
My Passion showing
My body knowing
Butterfly tummy, a note that’s wrong
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don’t do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she’s ten feet tall
jenny my teacher stands right behind
Bippy stick whistles, my bottom lined
Freeze and recover
jenny’s my lover
The song restarting, new subbie find
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you’re going to fall
Tell them a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Poor Alice when
She was just small
When men on the chess board
Get up and tell you where to go
And you just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is movin’ raw
Go Ask Alice
I think she’ll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the white night is talking backwards
And the red queen’s off her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Keep your head
Keep your head
Our show is over, the crowd is gone
My shackles rattle, dragging along
The lift is rising
Their new girl prizing
The new star bedding, ringing my gong
