Duet for Man, Woman, Birth, Death, I fi nity & St.
Louis #8 1/2
Woman- What’s your relationship?
Man- Lust master and love slave. I’m not the LM.
Woman- I thought you were-
just friends.
Man- Of course I still have glands
Friends is like a weird option.
Woman- How does she take you?
Man- Like Pancho Villa took the Alamo.
the sea Lusi ta nia
night time takes the day
Woman- Sounds se ri ous
mys to ri ous
Man- I’m only in it for the rest of time.
Woman- But you’re gonna be used abused and mainly as a ruse.
Man- Nothing I cahn’t han dle
as long as she handles me
while we listen to Handel
Woman- But the man’s supposed to call the shots.
Man- She’s a fe male heart shooter
assassin of the passion
kung fu kick fighter of the soul
chop pin’ my dee sire in two
making it more
Loman- You’re a di ver sion man
her re ver sion man, You can
kiss her per ver sions and
she can kiss your good
byes
Man- I’m in it till the last round
till the final card is shown
till the last rose
is green
till the last grave yard
sound
Woman- You’re a fool and an
expert one
You look at her and see the
sun
When she comes at you with knife and
gun
You’ll ask her how to move.
Man I don’t have to have her in my havings
I could just let her leave me a lone
I don’t need her voice, her husk, her English breath
I don’t have to try to solve her London Pyra mids
See her White cha pel finery
It’s just what I really do.
Woman Sounds like I’m talking to a fool
to a clown man
There could be some one else
wai ting eyes
you won’t never be her number #1
Man- Number two tries harder
longer and four e vers
Woman- But for In fi ni ties, Man
For blessed cur sed in fi ni ties
And mean while
In the mean times-
Man-She kinda sat is fies needs
you couldn’t
e ven
touch
Woman- May bee you’re a fraid
of a lo ver
comin’ right at you
Man- Want her to graze my cheek with the knife of her thighs
Want her
whatever
bone and gristle of me it takes
Woman- Aren’t you afraid she’ll hurt you?
Man- I’m afraid she won’t
Woman- Days from now (woman starts walking a way before this)
you’ll want some thing
real good
It’s a damn shame
it’ll be real gone
Bob the Small 7-23-83
re vised and edited (sort of)
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