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Musical: Wild Party
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MADELAINE At the bar there's a girl in the shadow Sitting still like a nun unknown. Though an attic full of strangers May hold many hidden dangers There's a quality I like - She's alone. So I pause And I wink And I shudder Just to bring her attention in line While her pastures may be greener I can tell by her demeanor She's mine! (The girl falls off her chair, dead drunk.) That's fine: I need a good-natured, old-fashioned Lesbian love story The kind of tale my mama used to tell. Where the girls were so sweet And the music would swell And in the end the queen would send the men off to hell. What is that mild-mannered, old-fashioned Lesbian love story Where people knew exactly who they were? I want the story of yore That they don't sing anymore To an old-fashioned dyke like her. See that girl on the bed, how she wants me. She's a bee I could free from the hive. I would never dare deceive her She's a very clever beaver With a quality I like - She's alive. So I pause And I twitch In the silence While I pray that she'll play out this hand. But I feel my intuition Saying "Notice her position" - Start the band! (The girl is embraced by a man.) She's clearly manned. I planned a well-rendered, one-gendered Lesbian love story With good old-fashioned sex in every line Where girls with tattoos would whimper and whine "While on all fours, you show me yours And I'll show you mine." I miss that soft-hearted, old-fashioned Lesbian love story Where women wrestle bears and passersby. The kind of story so good That they won't tell in my 'hood To an old-fashioned dyke like - I'm gorgeous I'm single I'm bustin' with laughs So why Can't I Be just in two short paragraphs of a You betcha, damn funny Lesbian love story The kind of yarn that turns a girl to mush. Choose from hundreds of blondes But when shove comes push I understand a bird in hand's worth two in the bush. Sweet Jesus! Let's hear that old-fashioned Lesbian love story Where girls are girls And boys stay out to sea. I'll write a new one and then I'll make them tell it again To an old-fashioned dyke Like me! Back to main page: Wild Party Lyrics Broadway Wild Party Lyrics
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