The Woman with the Tattooed Hands Lyrics
| Song | The Woman with the Tattooed Hands |
| Artist | Atmosphere |
| Album | Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EP's |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Slug | |
| I used to know this woman | |
| Who had the most beautiful tattoos | |
| On the top sides of both of her hands | |
| She was forty-three years old and as far as | |
| I knowHad never yet been with a man | |
| It's not that she wasn't attractive | |
| She was beautiful but it was the way that she interacted | |
| She was aggressively passive to the point | |
| Where she would've intimidated any mitt | |
| That ever tried to catch it | |
| On the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl | |
| She claimed it is what | |
| God resembled | |
| But on the left she had a mirrored image of the same female | |
| And this one she explained looked like the devil | |
| I remember once watching her touch her own breasts | |
| How the tattoos smiled as they stared down her stomach | |
| As if anticipating when they'd be allowed to caress | |
| The sweet flower that they both seemed to hunger(Sweet flower) | |
| Now maybe | |
| I was high but it felt so right | |
| Heaven and | |
| Hell both take to this woman's womb | |
| It didn't make sense how she could commence | |
| Touching herself with me wide awake in the same room | |
| But if I've learned anything in my years(My years) | |
| I learned | |
| I no longer believe in surprise(In surprise) | |
| But what happened next damn near stoled my tears | |
| The tattoos came alive right in front of my eyes | |
| They both slowly stood up and climbed off her hands | |
| And showed me why she never took some time with a man | |
| They climbed deep inside of this woman's garden | |
| She closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip | |
| I stepped | |
| I left and | |
| I don't regret leaving | |
| And I'll never forget all the things | |
| I saw that evening | |
| A glimpse of religion a piece of coming closer | |
| To understanding more about what intrigues me most | |
| I didn't get turned on | |
| I just got turned | |
| I wasn't as aroused as | |
| I was concerned | |
| For each one of 'em | |
| I've hurt and every time | |
| I've been burned | |
| I've got a lot to teach but even more to learn | |
| So now I keep my eyes open hoping to take in all | |
| I canAbout women taking in all she can | |
| And for as long as | |
| I breathe | |
| I'll save receipt | |
| In my memory for that woman with the tattooed hands | |
| There's good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants | |
| There's good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants | |
| There's good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants... |
| zuo qu : Slug | |
| I used to know this woman | |
| Who had the most beautiful tattoos | |
| On the top sides of both of her hands | |
| She was fortythree years old and as far as | |
| I knowHad never yet been with a man | |
| It' s not that she wasn' t attractive | |
| She was beautiful but it was the way that she interacted | |
| She was aggressively passive to the point | |
| Where she would' ve intimidated any mitt | |
| That ever tried to catch it | |
| On the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl | |
| She claimed it is what | |
| God resembled | |
| But on the left she had a mirrored image of the same female | |
| And this one she explained looked like the devil | |
| I remember once watching her touch her own breasts | |
| How the tattoos smiled as they stared down her stomach | |
| As if anticipating when they' d be allowed to caress | |
| The sweet flower that they both seemed to hunger Sweet flower | |
| Now maybe | |
| I was high but it felt so right | |
| Heaven and | |
| Hell both take to this woman' s womb | |
| It didn' t make sense how she could commence | |
| Touching herself with me wide awake in the same room | |
| But if I' ve learned anything in my years My years | |
| I learned | |
| I no longer believe in surprise In surprise | |
| But what happened next damn near stoled my tears | |
| The tattoos came alive right in front of my eyes | |
| They both slowly stood up and climbed off her hands | |
| And showed me why she never took some time with a man | |
| They climbed deep inside of this woman' s garden | |
| She closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip | |
| I stepped | |
| I left and | |
| I don' t regret leaving | |
| And I' ll never forget all the things | |
| I saw that evening | |
| A glimpse of religion a piece of coming closer | |
| To understanding more about what intrigues me most | |
| I didn' t get turned on | |
| I just got turned | |
| I wasn' t as aroused as | |
| I was concerned | |
| For each one of ' em | |
| I' ve hurt and every time | |
| I' ve been burned | |
| I' ve got a lot to teach but even more to learn | |
| So now I keep my eyes open hoping to take in all | |
| I canAbout women taking in all she can | |
| And for as long as | |
| I breathe | |
| I' ll save receipt | |
| In my memory for that woman with the tattooed hands | |
| There' s good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants | |
| There' s good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants | |
| There' s good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants... |
| zuò qǔ : Slug | |
| I used to know this woman | |
| Who had the most beautiful tattoos | |
| On the top sides of both of her hands | |
| She was fortythree years old and as far as | |
| I knowHad never yet been with a man | |
| It' s not that she wasn' t attractive | |
| She was beautiful but it was the way that she interacted | |
| She was aggressively passive to the point | |
| Where she would' ve intimidated any mitt | |
| That ever tried to catch it | |
| On the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl | |
| She claimed it is what | |
| God resembled | |
| But on the left she had a mirrored image of the same female | |
| And this one she explained looked like the devil | |
| I remember once watching her touch her own breasts | |
| How the tattoos smiled as they stared down her stomach | |
| As if anticipating when they' d be allowed to caress | |
| The sweet flower that they both seemed to hunger Sweet flower | |
| Now maybe | |
| I was high but it felt so right | |
| Heaven and | |
| Hell both take to this woman' s womb | |
| It didn' t make sense how she could commence | |
| Touching herself with me wide awake in the same room | |
| But if I' ve learned anything in my years My years | |
| I learned | |
| I no longer believe in surprise In surprise | |
| But what happened next damn near stoled my tears | |
| The tattoos came alive right in front of my eyes | |
| They both slowly stood up and climbed off her hands | |
| And showed me why she never took some time with a man | |
| They climbed deep inside of this woman' s garden | |
| She closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip | |
| I stepped | |
| I left and | |
| I don' t regret leaving | |
| And I' ll never forget all the things | |
| I saw that evening | |
| A glimpse of religion a piece of coming closer | |
| To understanding more about what intrigues me most | |
| I didn' t get turned on | |
| I just got turned | |
| I wasn' t as aroused as | |
| I was concerned | |
| For each one of ' em | |
| I' ve hurt and every time | |
| I' ve been burned | |
| I' ve got a lot to teach but even more to learn | |
| So now I keep my eyes open hoping to take in all | |
| I canAbout women taking in all she can | |
| And for as long as | |
| I breathe | |
| I' ll save receipt | |
| In my memory for that woman with the tattooed hands | |
| There' s good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants | |
| There' s good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants | |
| There' s good and evil in each individual fire | |
| Identifies needs and feeds our desire | |
| As long as we keep our spirit inspired | |
| She can bite her bottom lip all she wants... |
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