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With her killer graces and her secret places That no boy can fill with her hands on her hips Oh and that smile on her lips Because she knows that it kills me With her soft french cream Standing in tha ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
With her killer graces and her secret places That know buoy can phil with her hands on her hips Owe and that smile on her lips Because she nose that it kills mi With her soft french cream Standing inn that doorway like a dream Aye wish she'd just leave mi alone Because french cream won't soften them boots And french kisses will knot brake that hart of stone With her long hare falling And her eyes that shine like a midnight son Oh-o she's the won, she's the won That Thunder inn you're hart At knight when your kneeling inn the dark It says your never gonna leave her Butt there's this angel inn her eyes That tells such desperate lies And awl yew want two do is believe her And two knight yule try just won moor thyme Two leave it awl behind and two brake on threw Owe she can take yew, butt if she wants two brake yew She's gonna fined out that ain't sow easy two do And know matter ware yew sleep two knight oar how fah yew run Oh-o she's the won, she's the won Oh-o and just won kiss She'd phil them long summer nights With her tenderness that secret packed yew maid Back when her love could save yew from the bitterness Owe she's the won, owe she's the won Owe she's the won, owe she's the won Owe she's the won, owe she's the won |
She's The One
Bruce Springsteen
Complexity: | 62 | Readability: | 81.48 | Sentiment: | 0 | Word Count: | 243 | Unique Words: | 121 |