Stupid Pink Feathers
V1
The boa was a joke
I wasn’t sure you’d want it
But it did things to your body
And you sure began to flaunt it
I should've seen it coming
You'd soon be off and running

Now it’s been two years
And you’re long gone
But I remember you
With the boa on

Chorus
And these stupid pink feathers
I keep finding everywhere
In the kitchen, on the sofa
sometimes in my hair
They’re driving me mad
Who'da thought,its stupid pink feathers
That Make me feel so bad
V2
The boa was a key
And I didn’t know you’d use it
To open up your treasure chest
Yet how could you refuse it
That soft seductive tickle
That rhymes so well with fickle
Pre-chorus
Now it’s been two years
And you’re long gone
But I remember you
With the boa on
Chorus
And these stupid pink feathers
I keep finding everywhere
In the kitchen, on the sofa
Even in my hair
They’re driving me mad
Oh, stupid pink feathers
Make me feel so bad
Bridge
If I meet another woman
I’ll shower her with leather
Want nothing more to do
With the colour pink or feathers
Chorus (1/2)
Even in my hair
They’re driving me mad
Oh, stupid pink feathers
Make me feel so bad
© 2012 Donna Devine

This started out as a rock song-ended up as this