Lyrics:

A woman built like you, was built to serve my needs
Carve intials on my back, wrap your arms around me
With your lovin' please, you're as good
I hurt you so... I gotta go
I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance
You got red-rock too short, a gold-mine where they meet
Long-fired arms, and a treasure chest where they meet
Hold my hair and arch your back and scream
I hurt you so... I gotta go
I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance
My soul cries your name over and over again
My soul cries your name over and over again
Suck my heart into your haze, turn it into sex
Front seat of my car, you were better than my bed
Flames on your chest, hell's open gate
I hurt you so... I gotta go
I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance
My soul cries your name over and over again
My soul cries your name over and over again