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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