Karleen, where the hell you been?

Karleen, what kind of things you seen?

Karleen, you left a bag for me

Karleen, you left a legacy

Your girdle gets a little tight

But your fishnet stockings fit just right

I’ll crawl on the mirror tonight

Tonight

Karleen, where the hell you been?

Karleen, what kind of things you seen?

Karleen, you gave a fish to me

Karleen, you gave me the whole sea

Your wig, it bounced upon your head

But now it’s on my mind instead

The flower’d fantasies you fed

Bloom in red

Karleen!

Karleen, you got an energy

Karleen, I got a new hobby.

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