She’s the girl with the curls,
And a face with a sneer on her lips,
And when she comes near,
You tremble in fear
Of the threat in the swing of her hips.
She’s the fun in the sun,
With trouble in the song on her tongue,
And when she comes along,
You feel so wrong,
When you notice how pretty and young.
She’s that girl they warned you about,
The one dad said “son, you watch out,”
Yes, she’s wild and randy,
Attracts you like candy,
And you just want a taste of her pout.
She slides deep in your skin,
And calls you the knight of her heart,
You fly to her light,
And give up the fight
Though you know she’ll just pick you apart.
She shoves the shiv in your rib,
When you come like a tempest at sea,
You give her your best,
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