She orders Shirley Temple cocktails
She’s working the room
She’s still suckin’ on her baby spoon
She’s got a voice that unravels like ribbons of silk
She goes down easy like whiskey and milk
But she’s got flesh cutting diamonds on the tip of her tongue
A bra made out of remnants from the lovers she’s stung
She’s got panties made of licorice
And a heart that’s made outta bone

She’s got a laissez faire attitude when it comes to love
She’s a Freelance Lover – One love is not enough
No moral obligations
And nothing to learn
And when it comes to bridges
she says, “BURN BABY BURN”
She preaches revolution through butter cream lips
She cries real tears but they don’t mean shit
She plays with sturdy paper dolls - they’re all of herself
She’s got a portrait of her innocence on every shelf
She wears a dress of vulnerability – her disguise
She’s really out seducing both girls and guys
She’s a shifty bisexual
A girl you don’t want to take home

She’s got a laissez faire attitude when it comes to love
And when it comes to gratitude - she’s way too far above
Forget about the future
She wants to have fun
She’s looking out for NUMBER ONE
She’s a lime split open -- her juices burn with
Electrical current and the breaker’s on surge
She’s a baby
She’s a woman
A feminist
A whore
A slick performance artist
At the backstage door....
She’s a flaming- haired Bacchae and she’s after your heart
She won’t be satisfied until she’s torn you apart
Watch out! She’ll rip you to pieces
Then saunter off lookin’ for more

She’s got a laissez faire attitude when it comes to love
She’s just a Freelance Lover – One love is not enough
No moral obligations
And nothing to learn
And when it comes to bridges
she says, “BURN BABY BURN”
She's got a laisse faire attitude.....