In my thoughts, I can do as I please
In my head, I can play with tease
In my mind, you’re my slave
In my brain, I’m your queen.
What a thought I have, isn’t it selfish?
What a head of mine, am not a flirt!
What a mind never should think!
What a brain, I’m not even rich.
Thoughts, Thoughts, Thoughts,
What impure thoughts.
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