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 old and as far as I know
Had never yet been a man

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

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

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

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

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

The tattoos came alive right in of my eyes
They slowly stood up and climbed off her hands
And showed me why she took some 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 and I don't regret leaving
And never forget all the things I saw that evening
A glimpse of religion a piece of closer
To understanding about what intrigues me most

I didn't get turned on I got turned
I as aroused as I was concerned
For each one of 'em I've and every time I've been burned
got a lot to teach but even more to learn

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

There's good and evil in each 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 as we keep our spirit inspired
She can her bottom lip all she wants

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