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..:: Natch'l Fax ::..

 

Achison
 Natch'l Fax

She walk that walk and she talk like that
You just can’t hide from a natural fact
Make you steal, she can make you lie
She can make you spend your last dime

Any sight, any scent, any sound
You’ve got to turn your head around
You think it’s heaven that you crave
But if looks could kill you’d be in your grave

It would be good if it weren’t so bad
It would be fine if it weren’t so sad
And that’s a natural fact

I can recall when it all began
The demon awoke and he took my hand
I have been cursed from that day on
And I cannot leave the girl alone

Any sight, any scent, any sound
I’ve got to turn my head around
It makes no sense speaking logically
But I have been damned, it’s not up to me

It would be good if it weren’t so bad
It would be fine if it weren’t so sad
And that’s a natural fact

Too late to be
Trying to educate me
I just don’t learn my lesson

Any sight, any scent, any sound
I’ve got to turn my head around
It makes no sense speaking logically
But I have been damned, it’s not up to me

It would be good if it weren’t so bad
It would be fine if it weren’t so sad
And that’s a natural fact

© Geoff Achison 1998