Luyện nghe bài hát The Woman With The Tattooed Hands

I to know this woman
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 never yet with a man

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

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

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

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

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

The tattoos came alive right in front of my
They both slowly stood up and off her hands
And showed me why she never some time 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 things I saw evening
A glimpse of religion a piece of 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 I've hurt and every I've been burned
got a lot to teach but even more to learn

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

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

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

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