Текст песни Sow Mare Bitch Vixen

Spit on your hand and lead me inside
Through the caves of your fingers and into the tide

Sow, mare, b*tch, vixen,
I've always had a thing for dangerous women.

One more line and an audience will clap in their head
Removing the animal hide that covers your bed
With a classroom compass I can now say I've been kissed
Across my pale body clenched in her fist

Sow, mare, b*tch, vixen,
I've always had a thing for dangerous women.
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Button on your hood and we can sleep in the graveyard
Zip up your boots, I'll be in the yard
The holes in conversations she fills with smoke rings
I tell her I'm with someone, she laughs, says "no strings"

Sow, mare, b*tch, vixen,
I've always had a thing for dangerous women.

It's easy to remember and hard to forget
For the dust of reflection has not settled yet

Sow, mare, b*tch, vixen,
I've always had a thing for dangerous women.