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Backwoods Man

de Hiroko Murakami

A blond bombshell
She blew into the room
And no one moved
They knew that they were doomed

She was all in black, dressed to kill
Diamond rings and such
And she wore four inch heels
You know that she was too much
Look but don't touch

She shimmied in
A path cleared through the mob
As silence feel
Some heads began to nod
And when she took out, a cigarette
Askin' for a light
They were all makin' bet
Before the end of the night
There'd be a fight

She was like peaches and cream
Yes it was plain to see
She was just seventeen
But she was tnt

A blond bombshell
Just lookin' for a fuse
With hell to pay
But what man could refuse
Ready just to die at her feet
If she winked an eye
Dreamin' how it could be
If only he were the guy
There by her side

She was like peaches and cream
Yes it was plain to see
She was just seventeen
But she was tnt

She was all in black, dressed to kill
Diamond rings and such
And she wore four inch heels
You know that she was too much
Look but don't touch

She was like peaches and cream
Yes it was plain to see
She was just seventeen
But she was tnt

You know that
She was like peaches and cream
Yes it was plain to see
She was just seventeen
But she was tnt
Oh, yeah, she was tnt

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