she said…

there’s a mystery to ya…,she said…,some kinda magic…don’t know quite what you are…some kinda shapeshifter…,the girl went on…,a chameleon…you change in the blink of an eye…,ran her hand through her long black hair…

you’ve got me caught in some kinda trap…,told him…,I don’t know what to do with myself…guess you could say I’m always guessin’ what I’m gonna come home to…a nice calm breeze…or a whipped up tornado…it’s one of the two with you…,she dribbled her fingers on the table…

don’t know why I stay with ya…got nowhere else to go to I guess…just worried that some day I’ll come home and you won’t be here…you’ll be off with some other woman…skipped town…who knows…aren’t ya gonna say anything…

yeah…what’s for dinner…

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