Dirty old Dublin
That's what I heard from you,
Dirty sinners, unforgettable sins
With all their smooth skin,
Coloured underarms
And ripped jeans
Lesbian paradise
How could I know?
That was a secret never before told
It happened to me some springs ago
The first time my lips were able to go
Over the body of one female soul
Tongue, fingers, fingers crossed
Fingers up, fingers down, fingers inside
Of my repeated vowels
Pleasure is something you give
Not something you hold
In the lesbian paradise
You can be bold:
We are able to walk on the streets
There is less violence, less discrimination
No life threat to our ears
Rainbow flags around the river
My life is safer here
Fingers crossed, eyes closed
Tied wrists, your back on the floor
Legs up, open your mouth
Lick my freedom with your
Whispering sound
Lesbian paradise, how would I know?
That was a secret never before told
My destiny was written here,
I'm sure
Millions of years ago
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