Tekster: Swingin' Utters. More Scared. No Eager Men.

He's just a shadow of what he used to be ever since I put him in his place she's just a memory that's scarred him horribly and looks like lipstick on his face this side of paradise is slow no eager men go to the show except for me she wore a bright red dress always looked half undressed and she stuck by his side like glue she gave him perfect eyes smiled at him every time and when she spoke it was the truth now it's been twenty days sleepless and stupid days wasting good time on feeling bad she's taken everything greenbacks and anything that she could rob behind his back