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Shiny shiny, shiny boots of leather,

Whiplash girl child in the dark.

Comes in bells, your servant don't forsake her,

Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart.

Downy sins of streetlight fancy,

Chase the costumes she shall bear.

Ermine furs adorn the imperious

Severin, Severin, awaits you there.

I am tired, I am weary,

I could sleep for a thousand years.

A thousand dreams, that would awake me,

Different colors made of tears.

Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather,

Shiny leather, in the dark.

Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you.

Strike dear mistress, and cure his heart.