Catholic Music

Ian Hogbin

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    She came to me late one night
    Talking about the moon and light
    I wrapped her up, caressed her face
    Touched her hair, kissed her cheek
    And then listened to her speak
    She said
    "i tend to lean towards
    Catholic music
    I begin to speak in tongues
    I like to feel deadly
    I wanna be held
    Please, please baby
    Don't throw me into the cold"
    I tried to make her lie down
    She wouldn't have it
    She shed the blanket, came to me
    And began to become ecstatic
    She grabbed my face, kissed my lips
    Screamed how much she loved me
    I calmed her down, held her hand
    And listened to her speak
    She said,
    "baby put on catholic music
    I wanna hear the church bells ring
    I wanna feel the pipes of the organ
    Rub against my skin
    I wanna feel you touch me
    Right there in the front pew
    Then i want you to love me
    In front of the chosen few"
    I calmly spoke to her
    I said, baby, anything you want
    She touched my face
    Said "you poor, poor fool"
    And then she walked
    Walked away from me and everything
    She knew
    She walked away in the night
    Speaking in tongues about the moon and light
    She caressed her own skin for once
    And spoke her own name
    And i gave her the catholic music

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