Haxan
the troubadour
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Skin on skin
Makes me grin
Sheâs like water flowing through my veins
Making love
All night as it rains
Damn that woman
She can make me sing
Sunrise and the rooster crows
A poet struggles with his prose
Feeling the cold stone blues
Looking for someone to use
She left
a note saying sheâs heading to town
Troubadour feet donât fail me now
Iâm rouge survivor
A quick hand draw
Your pedal to the metal
A swift strike to your jaw
But I swear I broke when I saw her there
Looks like you got nothing to loose
With your man and his fine ass suit
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