I have a Bad Habit(tm). I play with song lyrics. Mostly when I'm really supposed to be writing something else - and mostly because (blush) I have no skill with music.
OK. Yes. I probably just have no skill :-).
Anyway. Just after I first got here, I posted something that came out of that sort of playing. The GWA gods (thank you, Lord Aww :-) ) let me get away with it, so my thanks indeed. But they quite rightly pointed out the possible copyright issues (parody is a defense, but why take the risk?). So, and you can heave a sigh of relief, I can’t show you ‘Fifty Ways to Beat your Lover’ :-).
But where there’s a word, there’s a way… :-).
You see, whatever people may tell you, neither Thin Lizzy nor Metallica actually wrote the words or the music for ‘Whisky in the Jar’. It’s a traditional Irish air going back to the sixteen or seventeen hundreds, so well out of copyright. I messed with it once as a poem, but ‘Dancing for Jenny’ wasn’t erotica, so doesn’t fit here. And it’s OK – that’s not the Great Sin of Marketing. You won’t find it anywhere if you go looking. I don’t embarrass the world with my poesy :-P.
Anyway. I don’t know if this qualifies as erotica – but I’ll offer it and leave it up to judgment. If it’s not appropriate for GWA, I’d take no ill of it being taken down, or being asked to :-).
So here it is. To the tune of ‘Whisky in the Jar’ – ‘Red Glow’. I've posted it as F4A, but it wouldn't take too many changes to mod it to M4A, and if anyone wants to, that's fine too - I just prefer female voice (blush) :-). Thoughts? Comments? Over to y'all...
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RED GLOW
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When I was just a young girl, I knew I needed something
That none I gave my bed to, could see or help with finding
Until one day I did it. I asked one for a spanking
And when his hand first landed, I knew that I had found it.
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Chorus
With a Dom owning me I can cry
Ass whipped and moaning low! Ass whipped and moaning low
My love, it has a red glow.
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That first guy I made spank me, he thought that we were playing
And when I asked for harder – well, he could not handle staying
So I walked down some dark streets, and I got me some bruises
But a Dom is not a beater, and the bruises came from losers
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Chorus
With a Dom owning me I can cry
Ass whipped and moaning low! Ass whipped and moaning low
My love, it has a red glow.
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And then I met my Owner, when I was lost and broken
Who knew how best to hurt me, how to heal the wounds life opened
She whipped me and she welted. She ordered and commanded
She was everything I needed, I was everything She wanted
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Chorus
With a Dom owning me I can cry
Ass whipped and moaning low! Ass whipped and moaning low
My love, it has a red glow.
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So I offered my submission. I promised I would obey
Now I wear Her leash and collar, I'm her slave and willing fuck-toy
With my nipples rock-hard bullets, and my Nadu so revealing
Now the girl who needed something, is a sub-slut happy pleasing
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Chorus
With a Dom owning me I can cry
Ass whipped and moaning low! Ass whipped and moaning low
My love, it has a red glow.
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Chorus
With a Dom owning me I can cry
Ass whipped and moaning low! Ass whipped and moaning low
My love, it has a red glow.