TASTE

Taste 2

Verse
You said she liked it rough but now she’s packing her stuff
Your  mates said that she’s keen then why’s she going home?
It’s hard for you to tell between the pleasure and pain
The only subtle difference is the FUCKING NAME!
Calm your Ire, quit throwing all your fire, or the place will go up in flames
Her hands said mind ya business, there’s nowt that’s here to witness,
yet her eyes say that she’s all fair game.

Chorus
Then the morning after rolls around
With its tongue out
Salted sweat still in the air
And you’re all strung out
Suck   another cigarette
Promise them you  will forget
And in time.  You’ll get the taste out

Verse
You’re sitting at the Bar tryna trade some words
Just minding your own business but you wore a skirt
It’s always something simple never meant a stir
But the fella snapping pictures wouldn’t concur
Take a breath now, his eyes are at ya chest now
Dirty grin deprived of shame
Ask a lad, another, the bouncer on the corner
And i bet we know who they’d blame

Chorus
Then the morning after rolls around
With it’s tongue out
Salted sweat still in the air
And you’re all strung out
Suck  another cigarette
Promise them you  will forget
And in time.  You’ll get the taste out
Then the morning after rolls around
With it’s tongue out

Salted sweat still in the air
And you’re all strung out
Suck   another cigarette

Promise them you  will forget
And in time.  You’ll get your tits out