June
24 July 2011
Wanna tell you a story'Bout a woman I knowWhen it comes to lovin'Oh, she steals the showShe ain't exactly prettyShe ain't exaclty small42-39-56You could say she's got it all
You can have my isolationyou can have the hate that it bringsYou can have my absence of faithyou can have my everything
Sometimes when you're scared to take a lookAt the corner of the roomYou've sensed that something'swatching you...
Death or glory, becomes just another story
You take my life but I'll take yours tooYou fire your musket but I run you throughSo when you're waiting for the next attackYou'd better stand there's no turning back.
I'm all lost in the supermarketI can no longer shop happilyI came in here for that special offerA guaranteed personality
She had the sightless eyesTelling me no liesKnockin' me out with those American thighsTaking more than her shareHad me fighting for airShe told me to come but I was already there
I loved you since I knew yaI wouldn't talk down to yaI have to tell you just how I feelI won't share you with another boyI know my mind is made upSo put away your make upTold you once I won't tell you
Some dancers who gave a good timeBroke all the rules, played all the foolsYeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our mindsAnd I was shakin' at the kneesCould I come again please.
You let me violate youYou let me desecrate youYou let me penetrate youYou let me complicate you
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