an the walls stained blue
 an i laid right down on the golden satin with you
 into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes
 i go round
 o lord
 i go round
 will you tell me once again
 cream white skin
 you are my friend
 i seen you walkin' and your white hips sway
 o girl i will have you no more
 to the moan in your voice
 not a charm do you lack
 your skin to touch as a black ravens back
 but i cannot go far with these words as they rhyme
 as to tell, of the pleasure, your hand in mine
 an i pray as i say this song in this way
 that your eyes they would close an your head begin to sway
 an you'll feel how he heals with his blood on our skin
 i am yours lady scrawled an thin
 will you tell me once again
 cream white skin
 you are my friend
 i seen you walkin' in your husband's way
 girl i will have you more