Do
you remember Crystal Carrington?
Do you remember Crystal O'Blake?
She was young and beautiful and rich.
She was almost a virgin.
He was a snake.
What was she actually made of?
What was she actually made of?
She was a beautiful woman of her own age.
She was almost a virgin.
He was a snake.
I see rich men who look like me.
Brides and spandrels.
Wandering around with beautiful women.
Women who look past me as if I don't exist.
But like me, I can only travel and smoke.
Some women have been given
a Christian sick leave.
I often dream of Crystal Carrington.
That it was me and not Blake.
That she loved me and no one else.
That she was a virgin.
And I'm her snake.
I see rich men who look like me.
Brides and spandrels.
Wandering around with beautiful women.
Women who look past me as if I don't exist.
But like me, I can only travel and smoke.
Some women have been given a Christian sick leave.
It's possible when diamonds shine.
It's
possible when you can buy whatever you want.
It's possible
when money makes the father win.
It's possible...
Give me more,
please.
Around and around and around and around and
around and around and around and around.
Thank you for Crystal Carrington.
I live on the island called Blake.
She still has men of her own age.
She is far from a virgin.
She enjoys herself with many snakes.
I see rich men who look like me.
Brides and spandrels.
Wandering around with beautiful women.
Women who look past me as if I don't exist.
But like me, I can only travel and smoke.
Some women have been given a Christian sick leave.
It's
possible when diamonds shine.
It's
possible when you can buy whatever you want.
It's possible when money makes the father win.
It's possible...
Give me more,
please.
Around and around and around and around and around
and around and around and around and around.