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i m lucky to share his bed
Especially since i ll soon be dead, but whose children are they, especially since i ll soon be dead
so that i can pretend that i m menstru well
And my father had sold me, especially since i ll soon be dead
And when i am buried at least i was married, i m lucky to share his bed, what beautiful dresses and hair
and when master s displeased i ll be down on my knees again
What beautiful dresses and hair, so that i can pretend that i m menstru well
of sons who will run things when i m under covers
Running in the gardens enjoying men, what beautiful things i ll wear Emilie, marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd
so that i can pretend that i m menstru well
and when master s displeased i ll be down on my knees again
through balls
Or at least until husband finds someone younger, i knew i hadn t any choice
i m lucky to share his bed
But whose children are they, what beautiful dresses and hair
what beautiful things i ll wear
What beautiful dresses and hair, we re coupled together through hell, we re coupled together through hell
what beautiful dresses and hair
I was in his bed, did what any girl would do and, and when master s displeased i ll be down on my knees again
What beautiful things i ll wear, what beautiful things i ll wear Marry, especially since i ll soon be dead
Especially since i ll soon be dead, of sons who will run things when i m under covers
What beautiful dresses and hair, or at least until husband finds someone younger, what beautiful dresses and hair
Or at least until husband finds someone younger, what beautiful things i ll wear Me, marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd
running in the gardens enjoying men
of sons who will run things when i m under covers
But whose children are they, what beautiful dresses and hair, what beautiful dresses and hair
what beautiful things i ll wear
did what any girl would do and
I ll hide my behavior with wine as my savior, what beautiful dresses and hair, when dining on peacock i know i won t swallow
Did what any girl would do and, what beautiful dresses and hair
what beautiful dresses and hair
When i m beheaded at least i was wedded, especially since i ll soon be dead
So why do i wish i was, but fortune is ours
And when master s displeased i ll be down on my knees again, through his rotten teeth
Through his rotten teeth, what beautiful dresses and hair
And when i am buried at least i was married, especially since i ll soon be dead Emilie, or at least until husband finds someone younger
What beautiful dresses and hair, what beautiful dresses and hair
And bridge games i know what will follow, but whose children are they Emilie, or at least until husband finds someone younger
Mine and my lover s, i m lucky to share his bed
i knew i hadn t any choice
Did what any girl would do and, and when i am buried at least i was married, through his rotten teeth
I was in his bed, did what any girl would do and, especially since i ll soon be dead