Tank Biting And Scratching
Many plans that I've had have been thrown out the window, hopes and dreams And devious schemes have ended bad well you know How it is and the way I live are secrets closely guarded Any chances of being romantic are slim and soon discarded Why should I sleep within its opening time it seems like I've been here all my life I don't know what it is but it's in her blood It's when I get home is when she starts up Biting and scratching is all she does biting and scratching when making love Biting and scratching there's no use saying you're tired Biting and scratching would you call me a liar? My first love is thinking 'bout just how far can I go With the ins and outs and where abouts it just gets right up her nose What is next and I suspect she don't know what she started Before you know it she'll go and blow in the land of the dear departed