I'm a mermaid but I've sold my voice for a pair of feet that tend to bleed when I go walking in the road
I'm a mermaid but I've sold my voice for a couple of feet and they always bleed when I go walking in these streets
and I once saw a most beautiful man at the local record store he bumped into me and said, well excuse me, young ma'am, but haven't I seen your pretty eyes somewhere before? I smiled but gestured at my throat to show that I was mute well, he quickly looked down at the floor and shuffled in his boots he was out of there so fast
I'm a mermaid but I've sold my voice for a midnight train and a bump of cocaine and an old photo of ballets russes
I'm a mermaid but I have sold my voice for a bottle of gin cause I can't swim and I sure don't want to float
I was so lonely walking out of that store and back into the busy people street when overhead I heard an argument a woman opened up her window, threw a flower pot from it I was startled by the crash but went over to find a little plant I quickly emptied out my paper coffee cup and adopted it transplanted it took it home and named it mozart
I am a mermaid but I've sold my voice and I got rid of my tail at a junkyard sale along with some favorite childhood toys
I'm a mermaid but I have sold my voice for a couple of feet that tend to bleed when I go walking in the street...
I'm a mermaid but I have sold my voice for a couple of feet and they always bleed no matter how clean...