Luyện nghe bài hát The Woman With The Tattooed Hands

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

not that she wasn't attractive
She was beautiful but it was the way that she
She was passive to the point
Where she intimidated any mitt
That tried to catch 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 looked like the devil

I remember once watching her touch her own
How the tattoos as they stared down her stomach
As if anticipating when they'd be allowed to
The flower that they both 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 sense how she commence
Touching herself me wide awake in the same room

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

The tattoos came alive right in of my eyes
They both slowly stood up and off her hands
And showed me why she took some time with a man
They climbed inside of this woman's garden

She closed her eyes and she 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 glimpse of religion a of coming closer
To understanding more about what me most

I didn't get turned on I got turned
I wasn't as as I was concerned
For each one of 'em I've hurt and 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
About taking in all she can
And for as as I breathe I'll save receipt
In my memory for woman with the tattooed hands

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

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 evil in each fire
Identifies needs and our desire
As as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she
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