Sanoja: Smog. The Doctor Came At Dawn. All Your Women Things.

All your women things
All your frilly things
Scattered 'round my room
Right where you left them
When you left them
Scattered 'round my room


All your hardness
All your softness
And your mercy


All your bridges and bras
Your cotton
and gauze
All your buckles and straps
Releases and traps
All your screws
and false nails
Oriental winks
and Egyptian veils


Oh all of these things
I gathered them
And I made a dolly
I made a dolly
A spread-eagle dolly
Out of your frilly things


Why couldn't I have loved you
This tenderly
When you were here
In the flesh
So tenderly


How could I ignore
Your left breast
Your right breast


How could I ignore
Your hardness
Your softness
And your mercy


Well it's been seven years
And the thought of your name
Still makes me
Weak in the knees


How could I ignore
Your left breast
Your right breast