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The Devil is a Woman

Album: Flying Tigers
By:
Jeremey Ross

Duration

5:22

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

Tear you down, fill you up, then shell spit you out Empty pockets, broken hearts, that’s what she’s about Split your heart right in two and rip ya limb from limb You say you’ve had enough but then your crawlin' back again Once you’ve had a taste you’ll give anything for more Day and night, night and day you’re knocking at her door You don’t know your playing part, and going by the script When she’s done shell throw you out and leave you whipped and stripped Give me money, give me love, she calls all the shots Jewels, diamonds, fancy cars, you’ll give her all you got But she don’t love, no she don’t care, and she won’t sacrifice A hold on you, you know its true, that woman’s cold as ice Angels eyes, devils grin, body full of lies She seems so pure, but know for sure, it’s all a sweet disguise You know aint the only one, she’s done this before Boy you’ve gone and fell in love with daddy’s little whore Begging for your life Cut you like a knife Got her claws in you And there's nothing you can do With every touch and every kiss she keeps on reeling you in In this game of broken hearts you’re never gonna win Hanging on by a thread you know you’ll lose your grip When she’s done shell throw you out and leave you whipped and stripped

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