Luyện nghe bài hát The Woman With The Tattooed Hands

I used to this woman
Who had the most beautiful
On the top of both of her hands
She was forty-three old and as far as I know
Had never yet with a man

It's not that she wasn't
She was beautiful but it was the way she interacted
She was passive to the point
she would've intimidated any mitt
That ever tried to it

On the right hand she had a tattoo of a girl
She it is what God resembled
But on the left she had a mirrored image of the female
And this one she explained like the devil

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

Now maybe I was high but it so right
Heaven and Hell both 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 believe in surprise
(In surprise)
But happened next damn near stoled my tears

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

She her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip
I stepped I left and I don't leaving
And I'll never forget all the I saw that evening
A of religion a piece of coming closer
To understanding more about what intrigues me

I didn't get turned on I just got
I wasn't as aroused as I was
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 keep my open hoping to take in all I can
About women in all she can
And for as long as I breathe I'll receipt
In my memory for that woman with the hands

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

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

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