A woman down on love.
That’s the girl you would marry
The one that you’d carry
Through the doorway of your loving mind?
All your sweet lines will falter;
She’ll not go to the altar.
She’s not the marrying kind.
So you think that you’ve found her–
You think that you’ve bound her
To one man till death do you part.
You don’t know her like I do–
She’s known others just like you.
No one man can capture her heart.
She’s been stepped on too often–
Your sweet words won’t soften
Her heart, colder than a broken oven.
She’ll show you one steamy night
Then be gone with the daylight.
She don’t want your love, just your lovin’.
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