In our town we see many young men Loving, distracting, seducing lovers Making our daughters become women And reaping their self-respect
They spread their seeds like rain in a storm And door by door and on they go The masks they hold keep them in form They think they must reveal them low
It makes me sick to see this shame What can I do, they've turned this loose I hate to see they're all the same I hate that females are in a noose
The tragedy, the sorrow, the misery The low self esteem and no blistering They blind them, they're not free They get captives in cloistering
And I resist all temptations To become like those men I believe in loving relations But not over and over again.
What refused me was for sure That sex without love as no allure We men should not underestimate The intensity you leave behind
And as men are visually minded Women tempt with their clothing Some men wish they were blinded it's annoying and it's frothing
It hurts and slowly cures Make it secure with beautiful alluresTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
