Sow Mare Bitch Vixen

Spit on your head and lead me inside
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 Through the caves of your fingers and into the tide
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 Sow, mare, bitch, vixen
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 I've always had a thing for dangerous women
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 One more line and an audience will clap in their head
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 Removing the animal hide that covers your bed
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 With a classroom compass I can now say I've been kissed
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 Across my pale body clenched in her fist
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 Sow, mare, bitch, vixen
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 I've always had a thing for dangerous women
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 Button on your hood and we can sleep in the graveyard
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 Zip up your boots, I'll be in the yard
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 The holes in conversations she fills with smoke rings
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 I tell her I'm with someone, she laughs, says "no strings"
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 Sow, mare, bitch, vixen
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 I've always had a thing for dangerous women
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 It's easy to remember and hard to forget
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 For the dust of reflection has not settled yet
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 Sow, mare, bitch, vixen
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 I've always had a thing for dangerous women