Sheep to the slaughter oh I thought this must be love
All your sons and daughters in a strangle hold with a kid glove
She s got eyes like saucers oh you think she s a dish
She is the blue chip that belongs to the big fish
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But it s easier to say "I love you"
than "Yours sincerly" I suppose
All little sisters like to try on big sister s clothes
Big sister s clothes
The sport of kingsthe old queen s heart
The prince in darkness stole some tart
And it s in the papersit s in the charts
It s in the stop press before it all starts.
With a hammer on the slap and tickle under grisly garments
With all the style and finesse of the purchase of armaments
Compassion went out of fashion
That s all your concern meant
Sweat it out for thirty seconds on home improvements
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