Lyrics

A SNAKE IN BLUE DENIM

A snake in blue denim,
She hisses to be heard.
A snake in blue denim,
She hisses to be heard.
Her voice is like venom –
Poison in every word.

Lies fit her so snugly,
They leave no room for doubt.
Lies fit her so snugly,
They leave no room for doubt.
She’s so inner ugly,
The tide won’t take her out.

If beauty is only skin deep,
She has the thinnest skin of all.
Almost everything underneath
Is enough to make your skin crawl.

A snake in blue denim,
She hisses to be heard.
A snake in blue denim,
She hisses to be heard.
Her voice is like venom –
Poison in every word.

Lies fit her so snugly,
They leave no room for doubt.
Lies fit her so snugly,
They leave no room for doubt.
She’s so inner ugly,
The tide won’t take her out.

What is she putting on there?
That wrapped-up-in-herself air?
Well, they’re surely not impressed,
And she’s surely underdressed.

They all agree she’s a witch,
But there’s one really big hitch:
Her body’s so hot that it’s cruel;
She makes even the bed sheets drool.
Her body’s so hot that it’s cruel;
She makes even the bed sheets drool.

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