The Bitter Suite 1 and 2: Meeting Ms. Leading and Through The Dime - The Dear Hunter

She had a summer smile with winter skin

She moved

A sillouette to saranade the soul

She spoke;

With words

Beyond me;

And slowly

I poured a word

To receive;

A gesture

Emploring;

An answer

I didn’t know

So I then smiled responding

Alarming

Yes

Her hands were the first I’d every felt

She breathed

Her lips and her toungue from a world

She danced to the doors;

endearing

She carried me

«What's your name?»

Conseding «Ms.

Leading»

She kindly suggests

To her room

To rest my head

So I responded

Unalarming…

Where’s the room?

(Where's her heart?)

Mimicing the matriarch

He’s naive

Blissfully ignorant and trusting

But…

Where’s the room?

(Where's her heart?)

Mimicing the matriarch

He’s naive

Blissfully ignorant and trusting

But now?

Step right in

Let her hips guide your desire

(Hey, hey kid hey kid get a job)

(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey kid get a job)

They have ways;

To satisfy to satisfy what you require

Touch, taste, feel

Two times, the the dime

The perks are more than price

But the guarantee is clean

We know what the men all want

They know it isn’t free

Her history is left behind

The ignorance has room to breathe

They play a part

And act a scene

The prejudice the guilty

Take a chair

Your not alone, the beds your home tonight

(Hey, hey kid, hey kid get a job)

(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey kid get a job)

Wait right there

Magnify and maximize your inner fire

Touch, taste, feel

Two times, the dime

Cause if you boys are nice

The ladies here are clean

We know what the men all want

They know it isn’t free

Her history is left behind

The ignorance has room to breathe

They play a part

And act a scene

The prejudice the guilty