Alabama Thunderpussy

Her devilish eyes keep the honest man wondering if lounges in the nude
I cant see any scales but Im sure theres horns under her hair
Tempt me taste me
Theres plenty of evil to share with her
Kissing goes on and on
Until the lust is gone
With gifted touch she holds your emotions in a bottle air tight and plastic sealed
One last breathe of simple defeat then shell scratch you off the list
Number 3 or 13 is better than dead last
Shouldve known youd tag along like the rest of the idiots
Tearing men to shreds with every bite she takes
Forget amends theyll also break
The whore I adore
Closer to the deadly strike
Poisonous fingers wipe off the itch of frustration
Troublesome
Clenching with solid might
Forever loosing the fight
Stop showing how much it hurts
Thats just something else she likes
[ Whore Adore Lyrics ]