Hatfield Juliana Become What You Are A Dame With A Rod Give me your hand, Get in the van, Do you understand? You gotta plan. You've gotta prove for one night, So don't try to fight. He's got a knife, No respect for your life. Is it for real? How does it feel? We made a deal. You get paid for your meal. She's got a pain in her head. Her eyes are red. Touch her again and you're dead. You heard what she said. I am a heroine. He tried to do her in. I gave it back to him. He won't do it again. I'm a heroine. He tried to do her in. I gave it back to him. He won't do it again. Give me your hand Get in the van, Do you understand? Act like a man. You've gotta prove for one night, So don't try to fight. He's got a knife, No respect for your life. Is it for real? How does it feel? You made a deal. You get paid for your meal. She's got a pain in her head. The bed is red. Touch her again and you're dead. You heard what I said. I'm a heroine. He tried to do her in. I gave it back to him. He won't do it again. I'm a heroine. He tried to do her in. I gave it back to him. He won't do it again. Don't try to run. You did what you done. I've got a gun, And no mercy for scum. You're gonna rot in the ground, Not come back around. You've pushed yourself down, And outta my town. I'm a heroine. He tried to do her in. I gave it back to him. He won't do it again. I'm a heroine. He tried to do her in. I gave it back to him. He won't do it again. |
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