Miss Red

Miss Red
Makes you feel naked at the doorstep
Her twisted ways to judge your rights and wrongs
It ain't just work to her
Her breath
She's strong from mind to Biceps
And something 'bout her voice just feels so warm
Although she offers punishment

Miss Red
Miss Red

You'll sense her breath
You wanna feel that heat and comfort
And some may say her games are sick and wrong
Some may wanna play along
In her nest
There are no time for fun and foolishness
But she frees you, liberates you from all harm
Your superheroine

Miss Red
Miss Red

Miss Red
That's what she'll tell you, you should call
Cause she'll hit you till your ass is red and warm
And you call her
Mother



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Jan Jancevic, Mathias Sandvad Rasmussen, Konrad Kristensen, Silas Helbro, Jens-christian Dyhr Sorensen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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