Last night with Nelly Brown

I met her at the entrance of the candy-store
Red skirt was tacky wet because of rain
She looked so young! She looked merely raw!
One second and I thought I felt her pain
               
I put my sweaty palm on her cheek and extended
The lollipop with colour of her lips
Her grateful abashed smile was more than splendid
She gobbled lollipop to fingertips

I took her to my hotel bed to share
My whole desire and my naked slumber
My fifteen year girl’s womb was a snare
All she could do to me is just a cumber
               
Tell me how could you become her obedient clown?
Realize that it was your last night with Nelly Brown!

She promised me her allegiance and she swore
That I would be the first and only one
Then she became my nightmare though I wanted more
And man, I just can’t tell you what I’ve done!

Oh, Lady Brown had childish face and step of gull
And promise for tomorrow in her eyes
And no clear thought of what’s illegal
With no word of truth, just only lies

I never met a whore like this before
So pure and honest and naпve and smart
Her pimp told me that she was twenty four
And nothing but “for sale” and nothing but a “glut”

Tell me how could you become her obedient clown?
Realize that it was your last night with Nelly Brown!

How many times she lied and I believed her
With all my crippled bleeding lonely heart
And nothing that I did could make the same hurt
The only way to meet her is to rut

One evening I saw her at the “Bucket of blood”
With whisky smell and her shortest skirt
I promised: Girl, there will be bloody flood!!
So use your last opportunity to flirt…..

She nodded her head with her curls (light brown)
Laughed into my face and I made a slap
She retorted: Don`t forget, my name is Nelly Brown –
The best bitch with who you have ever slept

Tell me how could you become her obedient clown?
Realize that it was your last night with Nelly Brown!

I still keep bloody dagger in the pocket
To present proofs of murder if they come
With their innumerable trial docket 
I won’t hide my hands though I feel rum

Since last night with her I met many girls
So elegant and pretty, tender and so kind
With charming smiles with brown curls
But can’t get Nelly out of my mind

I wouldn’t change a thing in this affair
No lollipop, no slap, no bloody knife
She was my love, my one and perfect pair
My natural born whore, my love, my life…..