Sleazy city Seedy films Breathing so heavy Next to my neighbour Let's get acquainted Getting to know you Feeling sleazy In sleepy sin city Sleazy city Sleepy people Down your alleys Seems that anything goes Blue film flicker Hands of a stranger Getting to know you Hey that's fine Got no time Meet me on Friday Down in blue city Got no address Just a telephone number Phone me tonight And maybe we can talk dirty Sleazy city Sleepy people Down your alleys Seems that anything goes Blue film flicker Hands of a stranger Getting to know you Getting to know you Hey isn't that you on the screen Isn't that you on the screen?
~ Soft Cell
Forum of Filth. Den of Depravity. Placement of my suburbanite perversions. Stories autobiographical and pure fiction welcomed, as long as it titillates. None of that "erotica" or "her-otica" or Harlequin Romance shit. Please. Explicit commentary is very appreciated and may just land you a handjob in a dark theater row while watching a David Lynch film.