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I am sweet swine In Victorian doorways In tempestuous foreplay I am sweet swine Among whites not bright And clocks locked On the night of cake and kin Where I took you by your skin Indoors A light spinning we performed And outside, left you again to your wife Through Victorian doorways How I house my heart in ironworks, it hurts There must be some finesse to self-worth How I house my heart in ironworks, it hurts There must be some finesse to self-worth I am sweet swine In Victorian doorways In tempestuous foreplay I am sweet swine Among whites not bright And clocks locked I am sweet swine And no man is ever mine |