Soul Stripper - Intellectual

[Instrumental Intro]

Well, I met her in the garden

Underneath that old apple tree

Sittin' with a handful of flowers

Lookin' as cool as can be

We talked away a couple of hours

Then she laid her hand on my lap

Oh, I thought I got to be dreamin'

I didn't know I fell in her trap

Then she made me say things I didn't wanna say

Then she made me play games I didn't wanna play

She was a soul stripper, yeah

She took my heart

She was a soul stripper, mm

And tore me apart

She started movin' nice and easy

Slowly gettin' near to my spine

Killin' off each last little feelin'

Ooh, every one she could find

And when she had me hollow and naked, yeah

That's when she put me down

Pulled out a knife and flashed it before me

Stuck it in and turned it around

Then she made me say things I didn't wanna say, you know

Then she made me play games I didn't wanna play, haha

She was a soul stripper, yeah

Ooh, she took my heart

Oh, was a, a soul stripper

Tore me apart

Soul stripper

You're a, a soul stripper

Soul stripper

Took out my heart and tore it apart

Ah, you're a soul stripper, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Soul stripper

Soul stripper, ooh