Nubile Days

	All of our sisters are expecting more
	And the hordes will take them in
	But we cling to another
	We dream of another.
	Nubile days are the days that stay
	They stay on the hunter's face
	But we cling to another thing
	We dream of another thing.
	Bless my soul there's an old soul with no
	Badges on his wing.
	Makes it okay to sing:
	LA LA LA L
	A(It's the way that you sing to me)
	Bless my soul there's an old soul
	With no badges on his wing.
	Makes it okay to sing:
	Whoa whoa whoa