by Jim Howe
There you stand
In the doorway
Wearing things mostly seen
On the pages
Of your monthly
Cavalier Magazine
And it's hot love
Not a lot of
Girls can appreciate
That easy
Cantonese-y
Way they accommodate
It's an old school act
At the Motel Mercury
It's a matter of fact
At the Motel Mercury
The perfume
and the twilight
Soak your silhouette
Getting harder
Lord to breathe babe
As you play the hot soubrette
Draw the blind, love
You're the kind of
Girl who'll appreciate
Every measure
For her pleasure
Here for a nightly rate
It's an old school act
At the Motel Mercury
It's a matter of fact
At the Motel Mercury
Done sent for Babydoll
She's my shanty tramp
It's an old school act
At the Motel Mercury
It's a matter of fact
At the Motel Mercury
There's no need for tact
At the Motel Mercury
Someone's got your back
At the Motel Mercury
All songs and images copyright 2008 by Jim Howe
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