ain’t a microphone

If I didn’t tell her, I could leave today and we’re changing our ways, taking different roads, told me twice, I don’t listen to no one’s advice. Well I heard about the fellow you’ve been dancing with when you walk that walk, talk that talk, I don’t care what they say, can’t stand it, I know they planned it. I got it from home, it ain’t a microphone and I never hesitate to put a fool on his back sitting in a nest of bad men.

Lord Malinov, Song of Songs

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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