(Young - Young)

Well I met her in the garden

Underneath that old apple tree

Sitting with a handful of flowers

Looking as cool as can be

We talked away a couple of hours

Then she laid her hand on my lap

Oh I thought I got to be dreaming

I didn't know I fell in her trap



Then she made me say things I didn't want to say

Then she made me play games I didn't want to play

She was a soul stripper, yeah

She took my heart

She was a soul stripper, ooh

And tore me apart



She started moving nice and easy

Slowly getting near to my spine

Killing off each last little feeling

Ooh everyone she could find

And when she had me hollow and naked, yeah

That's when she put me down

Pulled out a knife and flashed it before me

Stuck it in and turned it around



Then she made me say things I didn't want to say, you know

Then she made me play games I didn't want to play

She was a soul stripper, yeah

Ooh she took my heart

Ooh was a soul stripper

Tore me apart



Soul stripper, soul stripper

You're a soul stripper

Soul stripper, soul stripper

Soul stripper

Took out my heart

And tore it apart



Aah you're a soul stripper

Soul stripper, soul stripper