Oh she's a little fiesty one; a little temptress
Standing on the pavement in her cold, red, silky dress
But when you look in her eyes you see the waste
Her smile may be seducing when she calls your name
Waves you to her corner and invites you to the game
But when you look in her eyes you see the waste
And all those days
Just giving love away
And all those days
Wooing many to her wild affairs
Friends have turned against her; fate has made them blind
What they never think about is the sad story behind
But when you look in her eyes you see the waste
They have little hard lives, a chariot roll that way
The evil thing within her dies, she learnt to love again
But when you look in her eyes you see the waste
And all those days
Wooing many to her wild affairs
But when you look in her eyes you see the waste
But when you look in her eyes you see the waste
And all those days
Just giving love away
And all those days
Wooing many to her wild affairs
But when you look in her eyes you see the waste
But when you look in her eyes you see the waste
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