Monday, January 16, 2012

The Heat On Her Skin.

This has been spinning around my head for quite some time. Only just now bothered to make something of it.

Capo4
6/8

Em
I got a woman
Who dances like fire
I got a woman who dances like fire
A9
If you say you'd seen better
Well you'd be a liar

Em
And her skin moves like a torch
In the dark
And her hair's black like the ash
Which her fire creates

A9
And the heat on her skin
It drives me to sin
Against the fire in her eyes
I buckle to my knees and
Em
Cry

She whispers from the door
She beckons "Come see!"
A devil in a red dress
She beckons to me

A9
We coil into a dance
That's sharper than knives
It's a fine romance
But it's eating me alive
Em
The heat on her skin is eating me alive

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