Why Am I Covered In Feathers

I Had A Secret That I Was Bound To Protect But A Secret That I Was Not To Share. A Secert That Suddenly He Knew All About.

No One Had To Tell Me Anything. I Know What I Am

Your Hair Looks Like A Haystack...but I Like It.

Of Course, You’d Warm Up Faster If You Took Your Clothes Off.

He’s Playing Every Bit As Hard As I Am, Only He Knows What He’s Doing And I Don’t. Don’t Blame Me Because He’s A Better Manipulator Than I Am — I Haven’t Been Around Long Enough To Learn All His Tricks.