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Song: My Lady Estelle
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Song: My Lady Estelle

I once knew a lady, her name was Estelle.
She invaded my shyness and fortress of self.
She broke through defenses, she dried up my wells.
She sacked my dark refuge by hot shot and shell.
To my lady, my heartbeat propels.
To my lady, my lady, Estelle.

I once knew a lady, her name was Estelle,
with so many lovers she called clientele.
She tried to persuade me she just pleased herself;
she'd so like to span, as I liked to delve.
To my lady, by which my parts swell.
To my lady, my lady, Estelle.

We met on a Friday, the Twelfth of Noel.
The season was frosty but we couldn't tell.
A delicious, illicit and sleazy hotel,
sweet with aromas and thick spicy smells.
To my lady, no match can excel.
To my lady, my lady, Estelle.

In a farce of french fancy, my dusky creole,
was an erotic exotic, who loved playing roles.
I'd be sick Nazi, she the svelte Mademoiselle.
I'd be Rhett Butler to her Southern Belle.
To my lady's intense rebel yell.
To my lady, my lady, Estelle.

I once knew a lady, her name was Estelle.
She rode the fierce horses of fate's carousel.
She'd hurdle the fences without fear to impel,
the hot lusty madness of steed visceral.
To my lady, in which my heart dwells.
To my lady, my lady, Estelle.

I once knew a lady, her name was Estelle.
She laid me and made me fall under her spell.
She drove me plum crazy, and made my life hell.
So from ecstasy's summit, I stumbled and fell.
To my lady, my heartbeat can't quell.
To my lady, my lady, Estelle.

But living together is an uneasy idyll.
The tension between us, the clash of the will.
Nothing's forever, though I love her still.
My lady, whose chill looks could kill.
To my lady, I'm drawn and compelled.
To my lady, my lady, Estelle.

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Comments (2)

I'm with Pradeep on this one: -)
Very good Song. I sang it through..Thank you.