She makes trouble
She makes love
She complains she doesn’t get enough
She wants money
She wants men
She dreams of power
She dreams of sin
She goes to the movies and she won’t read
She come down hard, hard on me
She fights fire with her fire
She’s romantic and she’s desire
She gets angry
She gets hurt
She talks dirty
While I do the dirty work
She’s in my arms
She’s out of reach
She is everything to me
She is the word
I cannot speak
She ties the tongue
She finds the beat
She’s like darkness
She’s like light
She strikes me blind
She gives me sight
She won’t cook
She won’t clean
She’s not accustomed to those things
She loves danger
She plays tricks
She makes me proud
And she makes me sick
She is the myth
She is the flesh
She is the lie
She is truthfulness
She is the night
She’s all I see
She is everything to me
She comes, she goes
She knows her place
She turns her back
She’s face to face
She’s passionate
She’s cold, she’s hard
She presses luck
She goes too far
She lives alone
Oh, no, she lives with me
She’s never talks
She talks constantly
She knows the limits
Has done it all
She mounts the steps
And she climbs the walls
She turns her cheek
She slaps and bites
She hates to argue
She loves to fight
She is the night
She’s all I see
She is everything to me
She turns her cheek
She slaps and bites
She hates to argue
She loves to fight
She is the night
She’s all I see
She is everything to me