She had a reputation, a fantasy and the like Words that had no meaning, belonging to another life A voice that could be gentle, there was anger in her soul She could make you a stranger, or leave you alone Make you hear a thousand songs, from death to everyone She could make love like an angel, then strip your mind till it's gone Strip your mind till it's gone Leave you in the morning, feeling like the devil's own A touch would leave you grovelling, strip your mind to the bone Make you hear a thousand songs, from death to everyone She could make love like an angel, then strip your mind till it's gone Strip your mind till it's gone
