Axe - Girls, Girls, Girls

Blisters,
On my fingers,
Getting worse

I’ve got cuts from
Making faces,
Swelling up.

I see the little
Creatures dancing,
Having fun.

And then I ask my sister
“Where you watching?”

(Chorus)

Animals
One and all.
They gather at the same time
Each night.

The pictures in the windows
Tell it all.
You’d better get your story just right.

_____

Old shop
Keeper, stories
He could tell

And I’ve been talking
To him lately,
Just as well.

Because I whitnewssed
Stolen kisses,
Buy and sell.

And then I tell my neighbour
“No more chances.”