JEAN HARLOW SONG (after Carly Simon's 'The Spy Who Loved Me'/'Nobody Does It Better')

AND Harlow reads my letter
Harlow makes me feel mad for duress
Jean Jeany does it just like a halfling should
Baby, Harlow's blessed.

I wasn't flying
But somehow I flew. You
Hid amongst my revelry and swooned....
Like Harlow running and Harlow strong
The films of my peppers
Live amidst the young

And Harlow reads my letter
Though sometimes I don't feel she should
Jean Jeany does it better than You
Why does she have to be so good?

The days that You called me
Whenever You call me
There's some kind of tragedy deep inside
That keeps Harlow coming
That just keeps on running
How does this bombshell wield such Pride?

And Harlow reads my letter
Harlow makes me feel mad for duress
Jean Jeany does it just like a halfling should
My baby, this blonde belle does it good
My Lady, this blonde belle does it good
Sweet Sadie, this sapphic starlet's God.

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Copyright JDB 1997.