Grant Squire
She Won't Be Tamed
How does it feel to be where I've beendoes it leave you satisfied?Is it short and sweet, quick and pure,leave you wanting more each time?Does it leave you dreaming and scratching your headso you get to scheming, awake in your bedabout how to cage her and keep her well-fed?You say, "man, I'm gonna make her mine"But she won't be tamedNo, you can't keep her as a petYou'll lose at her gameYeah, she'll be the end of you yetHow does it feel when she's under your skin,when she blows a kiss your way?Does it leave you frozen, paralyzed,nothing you can do or say.Does she play with your instincts, play with your head,cross the line between being lovers and friends?still, you think you can keep her, you dream and pretend,say "she'll come around any day"But she won't be tamedNo, you can't keep her as a petYou'll lose at her gameYeah, she'll be the end of you yet
From Letras Mania