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inspired by Throbbing Gristle's "Persuasion"
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Persuasion, persuasion. Gotta get some. Look at me I touch your breast. Look at me I touch your knees. And I persuade you. Like always, I persuade you. Persuasion, gotta get some. Look at me I touch your head. I say the words and you go to bed. My sister and my mother, my father and my son, do everything I want, with persuasion. Now there's lots of ways to persuade you. I could do it with money. I could look at you. I could show you all that you might as well do it anyway. You might as well choose to play the game. After all, you've seen yourself before. What difference does it make if I take your photograph? What difference does it make if someone else sees it too? All your friends do it, I mean, nobody will know it's you. Anybody, it could be anybody. I mean, these magazines, you know, they only go to middle-aged men. So why don't you do what I suggest? I persuade you. With words, I persuade you. Got a little biscuit tin to keep your panties in. Soiled panties, white panties, school panties, y-front panties. By the canal, I persuade you. Persuasion, like always, I persuade you. Look at me. Look at me. There's a certain word and a certain touch, a certain way, and a way too much. There's a little bit here and a little bit there, and when you've done it all it's too late to care. Look in my eyes. Under your covers I touch you and tell you what to do. Do it because I tell you. Do it because I love you, and I persuade you.
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