Like Isabelle Adjani,

She glides by upon,

bank of violets,

with those eyes,

That see it all,

And then she smiles...

Like a bee with honeyed thighs,

living [bad word] 

slice of heaven,

She's jekll and hyde,

Every [bad word] and every lie...

She holds a candle to my shame,

i take everything but blame,

when [bad word] to naming names,

I'll name j.

Forever j.

Uncertain, coy and hard to please,

She kisses me through gritted teeth,

But when I'm weak,

She whispers dreams,

She say 'oh well,

you're no Mel Gibson,

But that's ok,

Today could be your lucky day',

And I collapse into a heap...

She's a bee with honeyed thighs,

living [bad word] 

slice of heaven,

She's good, she's bad,

She makes me mad,

she's all I'll never have...

She holds a candle to my shame,

I take everything but blame,

When [bad word] to naming names,

I'll name J.

Forever J.

like a bee with honeyed thighs

living [bad word] 

slice of heaven,

She's jekll and hyde,

Every [bad word] and every lie...

She holds a candle to my shame,

I take everything but blame,

When [bad word] to naming names,

I'll name J.

She laughs and sunshine hits her face,

Cries and tears pour down like rain,

When [bad word] to naming names,

I'll name J.

Forever J.

When [bad word] to naming names,.

I'll name J.

Forever J.