Serpentine.
Dressed in white,
Paints her face,
Wraps herself in neon signs.
You know she hates this,
Carpenter in a dress,
Needs no love
Cause she's something-
Ultra blessed.
She needs the test
You know she needs it.
Overseas, under skies
She sees no hope,
So now sometimes she wonders why
I never try; you know I hate this
â giddy up, you need a ride?
You look just fine.
Leavenworth, 6pm. wait for me
Cause you'll never know
When I'll need a friend
I need a friend, you know I need this
Semper fi's never true
When boys they come
They want to come all over you
They come for you
You know they need this
Writer(s): Quincy D Jones, Jeremy Michael Lubbock, Rodney L. Temperton, Jack J. Hayes
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