Street Proposition - Slim Twig

Babe, baby, you saved me, babe

The man with the hot fist

You kissed and you kissed

Just for me, oh

And babe

I’m gonna be your man again

Gonna take the axe

From the shed

So hot that it bled

Silver metal, oh

The night is that tight lipped crypt

Left for Jezebel

Bell, my belle

So why in the gunshot night

Low greenlit light

Did you come

To tear of your skin

And let him in

Babe, have you wept

Wept my dear?

The fact that I fear

You call out a knife and a name, name

And I struck concrete lame

And I’d kill for my hussy doll

Do you love me at all?

The train tracks they’re calling

For blood, blood

And I strung myself

I strung myself

Up for you

So kiss me and kiss me

And kiss only me