Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I’ll have you know that
I ‘m not that kind of

Girl said Dixie (she
Was of course but she’d

Not let on to the
Others that she was)

I was brought up to
Know the difference

Between right and wrong
(Sure she was but that

Didn’t change a thing)
And I have always

Behaved like a well
Groomed lady and treat

Men with the respect
They deserve (her drunk

Mother said men weren’t
Worth a donkey’s fart)

And even if I
Do allow them to

Succumb to my charms
And let them fall head

Long into my arms
I still retain that

Sense of purity
My sweet mother drummed

Into me as a
Kid (yeah her mother

Drummed her some all right
And especially

After the gin kicked
In) and only let

Them make love to me
If they offer to

Marry me after
The event but men

Being men they just
Renege on their vows

Or promises and
Go off with some young

Tart not caring that
They break their vows

And my fragile heart.