Pornographer's Dream
Suzanne VegaVersion1
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She's a pornographer's dream, he said I knew what he meant.
But it made me imagine: what kind of a dream
He would have, that hadn't been spent?
Would he still dream of the thigh? of the flesh upon high?
What he saw so much of?
Wouldn't he dream of the thing that he never
Could quite get the touch of?
It's out of his hands, over his head
Out of his reach, under this real life
Hidden in veils, covered in silk
He's dreaming of what might be
Out of his hands, over his head
Out of his reach, under this real life
Hidden in veils, He's dreaming of mystery.
Bettie Page is still the rage
With her legs and leather;
She turns to tease the camera, and please us at home,
And we let her.
Who's to know what she'll show of herself, in what measure?
If what she reveals, or what she conceals,
Is the key to our pleasure?
It's out of our hands, over our heads
Out of our reach, under this real life
Hidden in veils, covered in silk
We're dreaming of what might be
It's out of our hands, over our heads
Out of our reach, under this real life
Hidden in veils We're dreaming of mystery.
She's a pornographer's dream, he said I knew what he meant.
But it made me imagine: what kind of a dream
He would have?
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Readable chord sheet for Pornographer's Dream by Suzanne Vega
[Am]She's a pornographer's dream, [Dm]he said I knew what he meant. But it [E7]made me imagine: what kind of a dream He would h[Am]ave, that hadn't been spent? [Am]Would he still dream of the thigh? of the flesh upon high? What he [Dm]saw so much of? [E7]Wouldn't he dream of the thing that he never Could q[Am]uite get the touch of? It's out of his[F] hands, over his[G] head Out of his[A] reach, under this r[Am]eal life Hidden in[F] veils, covered in[G] silk He's dreaming of[A] what might be Out of his ha[F]nds, over his he[G]ad Out of his[A] reach, under this r[Am]eal life Hidden in[F] veils, [G] He's dreaming of mystery. [Am]Bettie Page is still the rage With her le[Dm]gs and leather; She[E7] turns to tease the camera, and please us at[Am] home, And we let her. [Am]Who's to know what she'll show of h[Dm]erself, in what measure? If[E7] what she reveals, or what she conceals, [Am]Is the key to our pleasure? It's out of our[F] hands, over our[G] heads Out of our[A] reach, under this r[A7]eal life Hidden in[F] veils, covered in[G] silk We're dreaming of[A] what might be It's out of our[F] hands, over our[G] heads Out of our[A] reach, under this rea[A7]l life Hidden in v[F]ei[G]ls We're dreaming of[A] mystery. [Am]She's a pornographer's dream, he[Dm] said I knew what he meant. But i[E7]t made me imagine: what kind of a dream He would[Am] have? Enjoy playing. :)