AC/DC - Soul Stripper
Well, I met her in the gardenUnderneath that old apple treeSitting with a handful of flowersLooking as cool as can beWe talked away a couple of hoursThen she laid her hand on my lapOh, I thought I got to be dreamingI didn't know I fell in her trapCHORUS:Then she made me say things I didn't want to sayThen she made me play games I didn't want to playShe was a soul stripper, she took my heartSoul stripper, and tore me apartShe started moving nice and easySlowly getting into my spineKilling off this nice little feeling
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