Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
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Whiplash girlchild in the dark
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Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
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Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
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Downy sins of streetlight fancies
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Choose the costumes she shall wear
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Ermine furs adorn the imperious
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Severin, Severin awaits you there
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I am tired, I am weary
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I could sleep for a thousand years
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A thousand dreams that would awake me
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Different colors made of tears
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Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
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Shiny leather in the dark
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Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
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Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
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Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
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Severin, down on your bended knee
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Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
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Taste the whip, now plead for me
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I am tired, I am weary
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I could sleep for a thousand years
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A thousand dreams that would awake me
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Different colors made of tears
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Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
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Whiplash girlchild in the dark
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Severin, your servant comes in bells
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Please don't forsake him
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Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
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Venus In Furs
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| John Cale |
