Library, Tuesday 7/24

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Like a good little witch, Cassie was there to work her library shift. She was not at all amused to find that some of the books were in the wrong place and her feelings about that kind of shoddiness were obvious as she re-shelved them in their correct destination.

Without planning on it -- because why would anyone plan on this happening? -- Cassie found herself singing as she went about her usual duties.



"The cheap and evil girl
sets out on the city
she's moistened every curl
she's poisonously pretty

And the unsuspecting fool falls pray
as the dim detective's lead astray
genuflecting boys all say
the cheap and evil girl will get her way

The cheap and evil girl
cheap and evil girl
cheap and evil girl

The cheap and evil girl
dances if you're worthy
she teases every twirl
she's deviously dirty, yeah

And you fantasize about the ample
milky thighs you'd like to sample
vocalize to her example
deep illegal sighs, oh it's a scandal

The cheap and evil girl
cheap and evil girl
cheap and evil girl

Into the club for a rub in the sauna
stream through the steam as a shot, you're a gonner
cry as you die cause you know you still want her
she can hypnotize with her evil eye

The cheap and evil girl
wears you like a locket
she's polished every pearl
then she'll put you in her pocket, yeah
then the undertaker hears the sounds
of the dumb gumshoe making his rounds
shaking all the wrong ones down
cause the cheap and evil girl will not be found

The cheap and evil girl
cheap and evil girl
cheap and evil girl

Ow, the cheap and evil girl
yeah, the cheap and evil girl
she's a cheap and evil girl
ahh, the cheap and evil girl girl girl

The cheap and evil girl
she's a cheap and evil girl
ow, the cheap and evil girl
she's a cheap and evil girl girl girl
the cheap and evil girl ..."




Cassie sputterd in the section of books on ethics where she ended up after her song and dance routine.

"I am not cheap."

Way to focus on the important things, Cassie.