I’ve listened to this song by Hugh Cornwell many times. I can’t help feel that it is a song with a cuckold theme.
Am I right? Or is it just my perverted mind finding filth when there is none?
If you like, have a listen and tell me what you think .
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=A1HY3kGV0XQ
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Here’s the lyrics if the songs too much hassle..
I knnow a gingerbread girl
With diamonds for eyes and a necklace of pearls
She's got a message for me
She said I've got to be free so stop following me
I saw a petulant lip with a hint of surprise
What a colourful trip
I heard every word that she said as we sat on her bed
We got d*unker instead
And when she opened up I saw a brimming cup
So glad that gingerbread girl's been bred right
I know a gingerbread girl with her own pot of honey
And a head with no curls
She's got her own recipe and she showed it to me as she sat on my knee
And when she laughs with me
I know the sky is free
So glad that gingerbread girl's been bred right
If you see gingerbread girl
Tell her I'm in a hurry and my head's in a whirl
Is she as excited as me?
To be or not to be?
That's the prospect you see
And when she does arrive
Her face will touch the sky
So glad that gingerbread girl's been bred right |
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