She Shook Me Cold - David Bowie

We met upon a hill

The night was cool and still

She sucked my dormant will

Mother, she blew my brain

I will go back again

My God, she shook me cold

I had no time to spare

I grabbed her golden hair

And threw her to the ground

Father, she caved my head

Oh Lord, the things she said

My God, she should be told

I was very smart

Broke the gentle hearts

Of many young virgins

I was quick on the ball

Left them so lonely

They’d just give up trying

Then she took my head and

Smashed it up

Kept my young blood rising

Crushed me mercilessly

Kept me going around

So she don’t know I crave her so-o-o

I’ll give my love in vain

To reach that peak again

We met upon a hill

Mother, she blew my brain

I will go back again

My God, she shook me cold