The Arch

The Arch

She loves to get hurt
Yeah, born to fight
She wants to avoid the dirt
All day and night
Guided by desire
Hanging on to her lust
Deep down there's that fire
That makes loving a must
Balls and brains and looks and smiles
and I love you
Winks and drinks and boots and friends
Jokes and jeans and lies and love
and I need you
Hips and words and songs and
let's get mar-ried
Nobody can understand
Why she keeps going on
When there's a bloody command
She won't listen, makes fun
Craving for victory
It's her dangerous game
She doesn't get of the track
Cause she likes a little bit of pain


Toegevoegd door tauzefien op di 17 jan, 2006 9:35 pm

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