She can make you feel like filth
She can make you feel like a star
She´ll scratch until her hand is bloody
But she will love you more for the scar
She remembers the recent past
She has smth the cat dragged in
She has a trollop in paisley, so,
(C): Take her down to the woods where the wolfboy lives,
So the villagers say,
And the three of you evaporate into the night
Until you both fall in love with him
With a face like an African mask
And the strength of ten men
When she has wrong
She has in charge in the world at large
And her novels are all very long
She belongs on the astral plane
She has probably a hologram
Put her back in the padded cell (C)
So you will dress head to foot in lame
And you will dance in December snow
When the sky turns to wine you will embrace
And forget everything that you know
She can tell you the´ll of the gods
Butter won´t melt in her mouth, but you´ll
Don´t bother to ask her name (C)
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