Battleaxe
What's your name
See there
You're easy to read
But it's clear that you never cared
And why so shy? White lies
Disguised knives hide
Behind the guise of a nice time
What do you know
Who are you?
What's your real name and what are you up to?
No number no name such a shame
No face no case still your stuck in my brain like
Who's that?
Who's that?
Who's that?
She's got a body as soft as the sharp side of a Battleaxe
Look at her, a no show
The queen demeans cause she's too scared to let go
Been beat been bruised I've brawled
Been beaten so bad don't know which world I'm on
She's wonderful
Everybody stopping at the wonderwall
Sundered village looking plunderable
A little contest for a conquest
But my mind's just rinse and repeating
The same four lines like this
Who's that?
Who's that?
Who's that?
She's got a body as soft as the sharp side of a Battleaxe
(...)
On call she turns 'round quick
Thought I lost all heart for pickin' sticks
Still she grabs my waist to grab her hips
And the next thing comes we're locking lips
She got my H to the E to the A to an art
Her killer figure got me eating out of her palm
Here I am thinking that I'm the one that charmed her
Don't kid yourself boy she was always the charmer
Who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?)
She's got a body as soft as the sharp side of a Battleaxe
See there
You're easy to read
But it's clear that you never cared
And why so shy? White lies
Disguised knives hide
Behind the guise of a nice time
What do you know
Who are you?
What's your real name and what are you up to?
No number no name such a shame
No face no case still your stuck in my brain like
Who's that?
Who's that?
Who's that?
She's got a body as soft as the sharp side of a Battleaxe
Look at her, a no show
The queen demeans cause she's too scared to let go
Been beat been bruised I've brawled
Been beaten so bad don't know which world I'm on
She's wonderful
Everybody stopping at the wonderwall
Sundered village looking plunderable
A little contest for a conquest
But my mind's just rinse and repeating
The same four lines like this
Who's that?
Who's that?
Who's that?
She's got a body as soft as the sharp side of a Battleaxe
(...)
On call she turns 'round quick
Thought I lost all heart for pickin' sticks
Still she grabs my waist to grab her hips
And the next thing comes we're locking lips
She got my H to the E to the A to an art
Her killer figure got me eating out of her palm
Here I am thinking that I'm the one that charmed her
Don't kid yourself boy she was always the charmer
Who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?)
Who's that? (Who's that?)
She's got a body as soft as the sharp side of a Battleaxe
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