V. PEOPLE WILL TALK ( 50s )
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She had a bad man so she put him in the ground. Flipped through the grimoire and look what she found. But oh, He-Witch! People will talk!
So here’s your suit, your noose like a tie. Office demon! Immortal man! Pulling nine-to-five! But Koschei, Koschei, people still talk.
See, the wives ‘round here pull their weight with their wombs, Load up their bellies ‘till there just ‘aint no more room. Oh, husband! Dear husband! People will talk!
He wouldn’t leave. ‘ You won’t–– –– Could you? ’
‘ I can’t. Though I would. But I’ve made nest in you. ’