Female Killer (Ewing/Johnson
Well, here she comes,
dressed in red
Life’s a game
Or so she said
The spirit of youth
Within her heart
She likes to play
A joyful part
She likes to dream within her mind
Of the things that she can find
She dreams to open the paradise gate
To open its door she can hardly wait
Female Killer
She murdered his heart
Murdered his heart
Female Killer
He was to end up in ruins
He tossed and turned in the night
She’d left her mark that’s for sure
Still he went back for more
A shattered dream no longer projected
Love and romance both rejected
He felt his heart to be in ruins
Ashes of their happy doings
Female Killer
She murdered his heart
Murdered his heart
Female Killer
La femme fatale
La femme fatale
La femme fatale
La femme fatale
He wandered into alcohol
It spun around his brain
He became unfaithful
She didn’t want to see him again
It wasn’t as though she was unkind
She had something else to find
This was a story of True Love soured
In its finest hour
Female Killer … La femme fatale
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