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Kendra Morris
3:48Patterned leather mama Lick those lips, strawberry gloss on ice Brick smile mister Razor blade shiny, colour your eyes Have you got a sister? Does she know what's going on while you ride? Tell it to the sun chief Has he got a warrior for a wife? Drag your lover down low To the wharf to make love with the rats Quit acting like a fool, you Will bruise up like an apple, mind has passed And it's like charm And it's like grace To be born From this place 'Cause we're waiting (waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting) For the fire, the fire to start bleeding Yeah, we're waiting (waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting) For the fire, the fire to start breathing Suitcase full of handbags Wallet made of gator, ready to bite Pages of a novel White and black with red lace between the lines Detonating woman Oozing from the dripping from the right Laying like a soldier After he has lost his final fight Decorate the ceiling With streamers of the lovers up in your life Just another party Always know exactly who to invite And all the harm To be true To love someone Who is you 'Cause we're waiting (waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting) For the fire, the fire to start bleeding Yeah, we're waiting (waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting) For the fire, the fire to start breathing Don't you know, don't you really, really wanna know Who you gonna blame when you're going to the get go? There's a riot, there's a riot right in front of you Didn't you have a clue what you really wanna do? Who's got the sprain in the hand? Who's got the twist of the wrist? Who's got the crack in the back? I'm not the one with the list, yeah Who's got the sprain in the hand? Yeah Who's got the twist of the wrist? Who's got the crack in the back? Yeah I'm not the one with the list We're waiting, yeah For the fire Yeah, we're waiting, yeah For the fire Yeah, we're waiting, yeah For the fire Yeah, we're waiting, yeah For the fire