Repo! the Genetic Opera (Stage Play) - Blame Not My Cheeks | Текст песни

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• Repo! the Genetic Opera (Stage Play)
• Blame Not My Cheeks

HEATHER:
Blame not my cheeks,
Though pale, with love they be!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Have you seen a lily grow
Before rude hands have touched it?
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Have you felt the wool of the beaver?
Or the nard of the fire?
Or tasted the bag of the bee?
And I'm watching my TV,
And a man comes on and tells me
How white my shirts can be!
I can't get no...
No, no, no!
I can't get no...
No, no, no!
I can't get no! I can't get no!
Blame not my cheeks!