The Woman with the Tatooed Hands
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I used to know this woman
Who had the most beautiful tattoos
On the top sides of both of her hands
She was forty-three years old, and as far as I know
Had never yet been with a man
It's not that she wasn't attractive
She was beautiful, but it was the way that she interacted
She was aggressively passive to the point
Where she would've intimidated any mitt
That ever tried to catch it
On the right hand, she had a tattoo of a nude girl
She claimed it is what God resembled
But on the left, she had a mirrored image of the same female
And this one she explained looked like the devil
I remember once watching her touch her own breasts
How the tattoos smiled as they stared down her stomach
As if anticipating when they'd be allowed to caress
The sweet flower that they both seemed to hunger (sweet flower)
Now maybe I was high, but it felt so right
Heaven and Hell both take to this woman's womb
It didn't make sense how she could commence
Touching herself with me wide awake in the same room
But if I've learned anything in my years (my years)
I've learned I no longer believe in surprise (in surprise)
But what happened next damn near stole my tears
The tattoos came alive right in front of my eyes
They both slowly stood up, and climbed off her hands
And showed me why she never took some time with a man
They climbed deep inside of this woman's garden
She closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip
I stepped, I left, and I don't regret leaving
And I'll never forget all the things I saw that evening
A glimpse of religion, a piece of coming closer to
Understanding more about what intrigues me most
I didn't get turned on, I just got turned
I wasn't as aroused as I was concerned
For each one of 'em I've hurt, and every time I've been burned
I've got a lot to teach, but even more to learn
So now I keep my eyes open, hoping to take in all I can
About women taking in all she can
And for as long as I breathe, I'll save receipt in my memory
For that woman with the tattooed hands
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Who had the most beautiful tattoos
On the top sides of both of her hands
She was forty-three years old, and as far as I know
Had never yet been with a man
It's not that she wasn't attractive
She was beautiful, but it was the way that she interacted
She was aggressively passive to the point
Where she would've intimidated any mitt
That ever tried to catch it
On the right hand, she had a tattoo of a nude girl
She claimed it is what God resembled
But on the left, she had a mirrored image of the same female
And this one she explained looked like the devil
I remember once watching her touch her own breasts
How the tattoos smiled as they stared down her stomach
As if anticipating when they'd be allowed to caress
The sweet flower that they both seemed to hunger (sweet flower)
Now maybe I was high, but it felt so right
Heaven and Hell both take to this woman's womb
It didn't make sense how she could commence
Touching herself with me wide awake in the same room
But if I've learned anything in my years (my years)
I've learned I no longer believe in surprise (in surprise)
But what happened next damn near stole my tears
The tattoos came alive right in front of my eyes
They both slowly stood up, and climbed off her hands
And showed me why she never took some time with a man
They climbed deep inside of this woman's garden
She closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip
I stepped, I left, and I don't regret leaving
And I'll never forget all the things I saw that evening
A glimpse of religion, a piece of coming closer to
Understanding more about what intrigues me most
I didn't get turned on, I just got turned
I wasn't as aroused as I was concerned
For each one of 'em I've hurt, and every time I've been burned
I've got a lot to teach, but even more to learn
So now I keep my eyes open, hoping to take in all I can
About women taking in all she can
And for as long as I breathe, I'll save receipt in my memory
For that woman with the tattooed hands
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.66] I used to know this woman
[00:31.12] Who had the most beautiful tattoos
[00:32.82] On the top sides of both of her hands
[00:35.34] She was forty-three years old, and as far as I know
[00:38.61] Had never yet been with a man
[00:41.77] It's not that she wasn't attractive
[00:43.42] She was beautiful, but it was the way that she interacted
[00:46.93] She was aggressively passive to the point
[00:49.33] Where she would've intimidated any mitt
[00:51.48] That ever tried to catch it
[00:53.25] On the right hand, she had a tattoo of a nude girl
[00:56.29] She claimed it is what God resembled
[00:58.94] But on the left, she had a mirrored image of the same female
[01:01.99] And this one she explained looked like the devil
[01:04.97] I remember once watching her touch her own breasts
[01:08.18] How the tattoos smiled as they stared down her stomach
[01:11.18] As if anticipating when they'd be allowed to caress
[01:13.80] The sweet flower that they both seemed to hunger (sweet flower)
[01:16.83] Now maybe I was high, but it felt so right
[01:19.77] Heaven and Hell both take to this woman's womb
[01:22.76] It didn't make sense how she could commence
[01:25.36] Touching herself with me wide awake in the same room
[01:28.61] But if I've learned anything in my years (my years)
[01:31.54] I've learned I no longer believe in surprise (in surprise)
[01:34.52] But what happened next damn near stole my tears
[01:37.17] The tattoos came alive right in front of my eyes
[01:40.41] They both slowly stood up, and climbed off her hands
[01:43.75] And showed me why she never took some time with a man
[01:46.38] They climbed deep inside of this woman's garden
[01:48.93] She closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip
[01:52.39] I stepped, I left, and I don't regret leaving
[01:55.45] And I'll never forget all the things I saw that evening
[01:58.36] A glimpse of religion, a piece of coming closer to
[02:01.71] Understanding more about what intrigues me most
[02:04.28] I didn't get turned on, I just got turned
[02:07.47] I wasn't as aroused as I was concerned
[02:10.09] For each one of 'em I've hurt, and every time I've been burned
[02:13.12] I've got a lot to teach, but even more to learn
[02:15.90] So now I keep my eyes open, hoping to take in all I can
[02:19.72] About women taking in all she can
[02:22.09] And for as long as I breathe, I'll save receipt in my memory
[02:24.96] For that woman with the tattooed hands
[02:27.82] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[02:31.23] Identifies needs and feeds our desire
[02:34.16] As long as we keep our spirit inspired
[02:36.80] She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
[02:39.71] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[02:43.04] Identifies needs and feeds our desire
[02:45.90] As long as we keep our spirit inspired
[02:48.64] She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
[02:51.62] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[02:54.97] Identifies needs and feeds our desire
[02:57.81] As long as we keep our spirit inspired
[03:00.53] She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
[03:03.42] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[03:06.73] Identifies needs and feeds our desire
[03:09.41] As long as we keep our spirit inspired
[03:12.34] She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
[03:15.38] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[03:18.60]
[00:31.12] Who had the most beautiful tattoos
[00:32.82] On the top sides of both of her hands
[00:35.34] She was forty-three years old, and as far as I know
[00:38.61] Had never yet been with a man
[00:41.77] It's not that she wasn't attractive
[00:43.42] She was beautiful, but it was the way that she interacted
[00:46.93] She was aggressively passive to the point
[00:49.33] Where she would've intimidated any mitt
[00:51.48] That ever tried to catch it
[00:53.25] On the right hand, she had a tattoo of a nude girl
[00:56.29] She claimed it is what God resembled
[00:58.94] But on the left, she had a mirrored image of the same female
[01:01.99] And this one she explained looked like the devil
[01:04.97] I remember once watching her touch her own breasts
[01:08.18] How the tattoos smiled as they stared down her stomach
[01:11.18] As if anticipating when they'd be allowed to caress
[01:13.80] The sweet flower that they both seemed to hunger (sweet flower)
[01:16.83] Now maybe I was high, but it felt so right
[01:19.77] Heaven and Hell both take to this woman's womb
[01:22.76] It didn't make sense how she could commence
[01:25.36] Touching herself with me wide awake in the same room
[01:28.61] But if I've learned anything in my years (my years)
[01:31.54] I've learned I no longer believe in surprise (in surprise)
[01:34.52] But what happened next damn near stole my tears
[01:37.17] The tattoos came alive right in front of my eyes
[01:40.41] They both slowly stood up, and climbed off her hands
[01:43.75] And showed me why she never took some time with a man
[01:46.38] They climbed deep inside of this woman's garden
[01:48.93] She closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip
[01:52.39] I stepped, I left, and I don't regret leaving
[01:55.45] And I'll never forget all the things I saw that evening
[01:58.36] A glimpse of religion, a piece of coming closer to
[02:01.71] Understanding more about what intrigues me most
[02:04.28] I didn't get turned on, I just got turned
[02:07.47] I wasn't as aroused as I was concerned
[02:10.09] For each one of 'em I've hurt, and every time I've been burned
[02:13.12] I've got a lot to teach, but even more to learn
[02:15.90] So now I keep my eyes open, hoping to take in all I can
[02:19.72] About women taking in all she can
[02:22.09] And for as long as I breathe, I'll save receipt in my memory
[02:24.96] For that woman with the tattooed hands
[02:27.82] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[02:31.23] Identifies needs and feeds our desire
[02:34.16] As long as we keep our spirit inspired
[02:36.80] She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
[02:39.71] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[02:43.04] Identifies needs and feeds our desire
[02:45.90] As long as we keep our spirit inspired
[02:48.64] She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
[02:51.62] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[02:54.97] Identifies needs and feeds our desire
[02:57.81] As long as we keep our spirit inspired
[03:00.53] She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
[03:03.42] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[03:06.73] Identifies needs and feeds our desire
[03:09.41] As long as we keep our spirit inspired
[03:12.34] She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
[03:15.38] There's good and evil in each individual fire
[03:18.60]