ARAB STRAP - Act Of War lyrics

rate me

If your hair was a call to arms and your legs

Were what skirts are for then your mouth was a red alert but your eyes were an act of war

I needed a nurse and a mother

I needed an open-minded whore

I needed a barmaid and a lover

Someone to stand between me and the floor

But when we attacked, it was never swiftly

We must have been locked in combat for years

Our new hardwood floor was the perfect battleground

So I suppose the bullets were our tears

Okay, I know we threw some things about

And I'm sure that you got in a punch or two

And is it true your comrade's been asking if I'm the sort of man who could ever sink to hit you too?

"Why does she always have bruises?

They'd be much happier apart"

The fact is,

You've always been clumsy be it with tables at your work or with my heart.