She held her cup
In both hands
To keep warm
Like some girls do
With fingers spread
She dipped her head
To every sweet
Herbal mouthful
My slatternly girl
Means all the world and more to me
If I could describe
The curve of her smile
Then a poet I might be
She took me up
To her room
And her house
Was dark and cold
The ashtrays full
The curtains pulled
The walls were blue
The fridge was empty
My slatternly girl
Means all the world and more to me
If I could describe
The look in her eyes
Then a poet I could be
She shaved her hair
Pierced her nose
Tattooed her ass
And painted her toes
She keeps me appraised
Of her dole full days
And what her best friend says
She swears is gospel
My slatternly girl
Means all the world and more to me
If I could describe
Her slovenly style
Then a poet I would be
