Luyện nghe bài hát The Woman With The Tattooed Hands

I used to know 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 been a man

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

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

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

Now maybe I was high but it so right
and Hell both take to this woman's womb
It make sense how she could commence
Touching herself me wide awake in the same room

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

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

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

I get turned on I just got turned
I wasn't as as I was concerned
For each one of 'em I've hurt and every time I've been
got a lot to teach but even 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 as I breathe I'll save receipt
In my memory for that woman the tattooed hands

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

good 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 needs and feeds our
As as we keep our spirit inspired
She can her bottom lip all she wants
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