Up Against Old Jezebel’s Tree

Back when I proffered my body
When the yellow stars became me
I was once martyred and bawdy.

And yet, they called me a hottie
With my muscles and my goatee
Back when I proffered my body.

I was not you nor was I me
When I gave away Love for free
I was once martyred and bawdy.

How I wished to turn the church key
And dust off all of my debris
Back when I proffered my body.

I was split like an amputee
Personality lost at sea
I was once martyred and bawdy.

Up against old Jezebel’s tree
I took it while wearing Louis
Back when I proffered my body
I was once martyred and bawdy.