And the colored girls go
Doo doot doo
I am black and blue
Bruised and beautiful
Inside and out
Flying higher
Crashing lower
Doing lines off the kitchen table
With lou reed and a pair of white high heels—
Waiting for the sun to fall
Waiting for the man to call
And say
I need you
On your knees
Right now.
Open up and hold my
Babybird soul
Between your fingers
And kiss it on the eyelids.
And the colored girls go
Doo doot doo doot doo doo.
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