1980 Scrubber / Baptist/Snatch/Banks
The girl that I saw
Lying prostrate on the floor
And it was just plain lust
It’s in fate that I trust
I can not beat this bloody trap
Put on an act opposites attract
I’ve got the suss when we touch
I guess that I expect too much
Her face that I saw
Looking like she wants some more
Oh it was just plain lust
It’s in fate that I trust
I can not hope to tell
And boy she knows it well
I’ve got the suss when we touch
I guess that I expect too much
What shall we call it?
What’s in a name?
I bear no malice
She infected me with shame
