Luyện nghe bài hát The Woman With The Tattooed Hands

I used to this woman
Who had the beautiful tattoos
On the top sides of of her hands
She was forty-three years old and as far as I
Had yet been with a man

It's not that she attractive
She was but it was the way that she interacted
She was aggressively to the point
she would've intimidated any mitt
That ever to catch it

On the right hand she had a of a nude girl
She claimed it is God resembled
But on the left she had a mirrored of the same female
And this one she looked like the devil

I remember once watching her touch her own
How the tattoos smiled as they stared her stomach
As if when they'd be allowed to caress
The sweet flower that they seemed to hunger
(Sweet flower)

Now maybe I was but it felt so right
Heaven and both take to this woman's womb
It didn't make how she could commence
herself with me wide awake in the same room

But if I've anything in my years
(My years)
I learned I no longer in surprise
(In surprise)
But what happened next damn near my tears

The tattoos came alive right in of my eyes
both slowly stood up and climbed off her hands
And showed me why she never took time with a man
They climbed deep of this woman's garden

She closed her and she gently bit her bottom lip
I stepped I left and I don't regret
And I'll forget all the things I saw that evening
A of religion a piece of coming closer
To understanding more about what intrigues me

I get turned on I just got turned
I as aroused as I was concerned
For each one of 'em hurt and every time I've been burned
I've got a lot to teach but more to learn

So now I my eyes open hoping to take in all I can
women taking in all she can
And for as long as I breathe I'll save
In my memory for that woman with the hands

There's and evil in each individual fire
needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit
She can bite her bottom lip all she

There's and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and our desire
As as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her lip all she wants

There's good and in each individual fire
Identifies and feeds our desire
As long as we our spirit inspired
She can her bottom lip all she wants
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