The Tiger Lillies Sick

You know I love you oh my darling you know I love to tell you it You know Id die for you my sweetheart I hesitate to stir the shit I know youre kind I know youre generous and on youre shoulder theres no chip Its just a small thing oh my darling your very presence makes me sick Your compassion is unequalled Im worthy not your boots to lick You are an angel pure and simple for youre presence Im not fit You really do deserve a husband whos young and kind and rich Youre so witty and so charming you pu