Now I know I don’t know you from the man in the moon
And I hate to burst your new balloon
But I saw you with the farmer’s daughter
I know what you’ve been thinking

So before you go diving in heart first
I can assure you there’s no cure for that women’s thirst
She’ll lead you to the water but won’t let you drink it
Yea she’ll raise your hopes and smile while their sinking

She’s a fickle girl on a sickle frenzy
Cutting down hearts, no she don’t miss a beat
One swift slice
She’s a fickle girl on a sickle frenzy
She mowed down mine when I was green like you
Take my advice, start thinking twice

I thought we had a good thing going 
When she told me that her harvest needed sowing
And only I could satisfy her

But then I overheard her talking with Johnny Jones
Saying how she’d really like to jump his bones
You know I never felt quite like fertilizer
But now this old owl is some the wiser

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No, I’ve not forgotten
Her skin soft as cotton
I know she’s so inviting
She’ll sink her teeth into ya, and rip right through ya
And toss you aside

Chorus

By Kevin Briody
©Tune-Me-Music, BMI