Pretty Princess

Her lovely smile and golden hair Her tender skin so warm and fair A fireplace a telephone No word from him she’s all alone     Her time has finally come she sees a chance to run away                 She’s found herself a friend someone who’s come to spend the day They sit and talk of times when both of them were young and crazy                The silly things they’d say and how they used to play around All at once her eyes are seeing someone whom she hasn’t seen before His lips seem so inviting but she must keep on fighting for She is wed to another man           She fills his glass with wine and asks him how his life is changing             His lady’s much the same her man he hasn’t changed at all He didn’t call She knows it’s wrong to say but yet she hopes he’ll stay ’til morning              He tells her that it’s late and that he really hates to go Suddenly their lips are touching reaching for his hand she lets him know Their bodies start to tremble she’s fighting innocent desire        Caught in the fire of a burning flame [Solo] Em   Am x36 measures       /       /           My pretty princess lying in your cotton flannel gown     Hold me once again let me feel your moist and tender skin         Oh pretty princess lying in our bedded hearth of lust     Like a blazing fire soon the cinders tire and turn to dust Her treasure chest is locked away A memory for a rainy Day