Harlequin Press Lyrics

At the harlequin press
I met a girl in a blue wool dress
Her manuscript in hand

Confused and unprepared
I offered to help
I know an editor here
I know him well

She gave me her proof and
I took it home
It was a promising
Total mess

I helped her submit
We cut there
And added this
I quickly fell in love

My friend rejected it outright
Not enough sex
And too much talking
Right then she cut me off

A year had passed
She showed up at my door
She rewrote the book
And handed it over

She replaced the songbirds
With pornographers,
The love scenes
With brutal murders