A lady saw me boasting in Guerrero When I was running smoke across the knife She let me love her till I was a failure Her beauty on my bruise like Iodine
When I was weak enough to learn her method I said "Will I be punished for my crime?" She said "There is a table set in heaven" But I don't like to meet there all the time.
She pulled away the mask Of the Madonna She pulled away the valleys Of her thighs She bid me find herself In other women Until I should destroy her last disguise
Then I was with her when there was no ocean When there was no moon to spill the tide Yeah long before the wild imagination Her layers in Guerrero side by side
She pulled away the mask Of the Madonna She pulled away the valleys Of her thighs She bid me find herself In other women Until I should exhaust her last disguise
Then I was with her when there was no ocean When there was no moon to spill the tide Well long before the wild imagination Her layers in Guerrero side by side Her layers in Guerrero side by side