Venus Fly Trap

Must have been the time,
the confidence in her smile
The way she looked at me,
looked away and for a while

I could see myself, in her bed again
committing sin
Committing sin all over again, over again
Come on honey, won’t you let me in
We get high, way below
We get the fire in the belly to grow

She’s a venus fly trap lurking in my bed
She’s a venus fly trap waiting to be fed

She would play it cool
She would play it cruel
She was hungry to snap at a passing fool
Waiting patiently, in a basking glow
Venus fly trap anxious for the final blow

She’s gonna get ya, she’s gonna get ya
She’s gonna get ya, boy
She don’t care about no one

Come on baby, come on
Let’s see you shake it
We get on like a house on fire
Home, home baby, won’t you take me home
Home, home baby, won’t you take me home

She’s been famished and waiting
A cold-blooded mistress choking him
A venus fly trap lurking in
the deepest, darkest parts of him
The deepest, darkest parts of him

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