Liza Lee: Hear

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Are you?
Are you sweetie?
Are you just a little more pious than me?
In the uptight fingering of ebony and ivory
Does she know that you do the same thing to me?

Are you?
Are you baby?
Are you just a little less crazy than me?
Will she suffer your tantrums for her daily bread?
Does she know that it’s my body she’s being fed?

Sister, Sister Mary
Sister Mary Sexual
Sister, Sister Mary
Sister Mary Sexual

Are you?
Are you cutie?
Are you just a little more learned than me?
You’ve had an extra lifetime without limitations
Does she know that you drain wine from childlike me?

Are you?
Are you honey?
Are you just a little less hung up than me?
I’m still bleeding from these holes in my heart
Does she know that you’re my Judas? Oh frame me.

Sister, Sister Mary
Sister Mary Sexual
Sister, Sister Mary
Sister Mary Sexual

Oh Sister, Sister Mary
He told me I was “beautiful”
Oh Sister, Sister Mary
Did he tell you you’re…
Oh Sister, Sister Mary
Did he tell you you’re beautiful?