m not afraid. See what it's come to I'm not your mistress and maid See what it's come to I'm not your mistress and maid
not your mistress and maid No, no, no, no No, no, no, no Yeah, Mrs and mistress Mistress and maid Mistress and maid Mistress and maid Mistress and maid
not afraid. See what it's come to I'm not your mistress and maid See what it's come to I'm not your mistress and maid
m Not Afraid. See What It's Come To, I'm Not Your Mistress And Maid. See What It's Come To, I'm Not Your Mistress Annf Maid.
Translation: Elvis Costello. Mistress Maid.
Translation: Paul McCartney. Mistress And Maid.
it's easy for a drunk to speak straight from the heart drunks will fight, they're not afraid they'll kiss the mistress, make the maid a manly art but
lived in Strawberry lane Loved by her master and her mistress the same Until I a sailor lad came sailing o'er the sea And that was the beginnin' of her misery (Chorus) The maid
in distress Love hold us in thrall, my eternal mistress You've been wife, my lover, my sister, my mother, my maid My partner, my consort, my bit on the
Her circled eye enforced by sympathy of those fair suns set in her mistress sky who in a salt-waved ocean quence their light which makes the maid weep
Madame pointed to corner And twisted her shawl, Uncovered a dusty old crystal ball I peered in despite myself Somewhere on some love seat, my husband was there Paying court to his mistress
on the cold stone! Sing hey O, maids! come trole back the pin, And the fairest maid in the house let us all in. Then here's to the maid in the lily
