said if you never ask
you'll never know just how
it'll all go
down.
she's like a siren when
you least expect to hear a sound.
red and blue lights in the dark
when you thought
the robbery went just right...
oh but hell ,
how often are things
ever
just right?
i saw her spit one time;
she did it just to shock
the folks staring slack jawed,
it was as if she had spit
in the dead of their eyes.
oh lets lively up their deadened eyes!
said if you never ask
you'll never know just how
it'll all go
down.
she's the wake up call
under sheets
in a snowstorm, she's 12 noon
in an L.A summer
but a thousand times as warm,
a handfull of thousands of times
as warm.
she's like a siren when
you least expect to hear a sound.
red and blue lights in the dark
when you thought
the robbery went just right...
oh but hell ,
how often are things
ever
just right?
she
said
if you never ask
you'll never, ever, ever know just how
it'll all go
down.
so,
how
will this all go down?
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