Hey there little girl ain't you got no man

Are you Searchin' for the wedding band?

Standing in the fertile soil with your poisoned flowers

Virgin to the touch, you've tried to cast your spell

'Cause you never want to dance with the "Apes of Hell"

Staring at the sun as you wish upon your closest star.



Has you soul found it's heaven yet?

Time is running fast with all your thoughts

Even the ones you want to forget



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Oooh, girl you took too long

and this is your "Swan song", so sad, so good-bye...



Sacrifice the love for just a taste of hell

You're sick of singing blues with the churches bells

grasping at a vacant womb and a bleeding heart...

Hey there little girl have you found your plan?

promise to yourself you'll find the perfect man

Staring down bachelor's row the choice is yours



Has your soul found it's heaven yet?

Time is running fast with all your thoughts

even the ones you want to forget



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