Black Sabbath (1987) - 11 Some Kind Of Woman | Текст песни

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• Black Sabbath (1987)
• 11 Some Kind Of Woman

She's young, but lord what a woman she's quick as a brawl at five
She's class, one hell of a woman, she really confused my mind
She's bad, power of the pleasure is far enough ta chase
She's fast, power of the pedal is keeping up the pace

Wise up, she's some kind of woman
Wise up, you can't get away
Wise up, ooh just when you think that its safe

I'm gone, I can't justify when I ain't got some control
So long, I ain't gonna stop 'till I step right off this world
She's gone, I guess I'm the winner of an innocent little time
Don't look, a tap on the shoulder sends a shiver down my spine

Wise up, she's some kind of woman
Wise up, can't get away
Wise up, oh just when you think that its safe (safe) ...
She's back

Cryin', to give all the lovin' but I never was enough
I cried, I prayed up to Heaven but the Lord said, "Boy that's tough."
This smile, only served me to ruin me when I thought I had direction
That walk, how the hell did she do it every move was perfection

Wise up, she's some kind of woman
Wise up, you can't get away
Wise up, ooh just when you think that its safe
Ooh she's back

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