[00:11.17]Spit on your head and lead me inside
[00:21.17]Through the caves of your fingers and into the tide
[00:30.80]Sow, mare, bitch, vixen,
[00:40.80]I've always had a thing for dangerous women.
[00:51.64]One more line and an audience will clap in their head
[01:01.60]Removing the animal hide that covers your bed
[01:11.91]With a classroom compass I can now say I've been kissed
[01:22.34]across my pale body clenched in her fist
[01:32.97]Sow, mare, bitch, vixen,
[01:41.97]I've always had a thing for dangerous women.
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[01:52.79]Button on your hood and we can sleep in the graveyard
[02:03.15]Zip up your boots, I'll be in the yard
[02:12.09]The holes in conversations she fills with smoke rings
[02:22.37]I tell her I'm with someone, she laughs, says 'no strings'
[02:31.62]Sow, mare, bitch, vixen,
[02:41.70]I've always had a thing for dangerous women.
[02:51.76]It's easy to remember and hard to forget
[03:01.95]For the dust of reflection has not settled yet