I want to do something a little different today, lets see if it works
Tennessee Girls
I once met a girl in Tennessee
The most beautiful girl I ever did see
And if you saw her, you'd agree
Her name was Katherine Thompson
She had a smile that was most beguiling
Her manner of dress was always styling
My love her just kept on piling
This girl named Katherine Thompson
She was part PETA, not the one know
AGAINST Ethical Treatment, and so
She loved to eat a sloppy joe
This girl of contradiction
She chewed tobacco but hated cigars
She hated boutiques and fancy cars
And you'd never find her in some dive bars
This girl of mal addiction
She had peculiar personality
Made of its own rationality
Pervaded with as sense of immorality
This girl had a dark dark twist
She took me to a place down by the bog
The place was shrouded in mist and fog
She sat me down a wet old log
I almost couldn't resist
We were out about a quarter mile
In the dark we sat and talked awhile
In the moon I caught a glimpse of her smile
She had fangs instead of teeth
She leapt for my throat and took a bite
As hard as I tried I couldn't fight
She drained me of my blood that night
Now that log I'm underneath
Don't weep for me no time to greave
This girls a hunter you must believe
And if she says she's sorry, don't be naive
Or you'll end up just like me.
I know this story may seem cliche
But this girls still out there to this day
And looks all over for her prey
She's on a killing spree
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