Tiger Lillies Sick
You know I love you oh my darling you know I love to tell
you it
You know I’d die for you my sweetheart I hesitate to stir
the shit
I know you’re kind I know you’re generous and on you’re
shoulder there’s no chip
Its just a small thing oh my darling your very presence
makes me sick
Your compassion is unequalled I’m worthy not your boots
to lick
You are an angel pure and simple for you’re presence I’m
not fit
You really do deserve a husband who’s young and kind and
rich
You’re so witty and so charming you put to shame those
country hicks
It’s just a small thing oh my darling you’re very
presence makes me sick
