She Could Bend A Sword In Her Hand
Lyrics and Songs by Planet Of Pants - Go back

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She could bend a sword in her hand
She could rule a big foreign land
Her cookin's always spicy not bland
Her escape pod's already manned/And then she'll form a rock'n'roll band
She could bend a sword in her hand

There's many stories I know
This one's as good as gold
A formidable foe

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She came right up to me
Said, Al, you plainly see,
Bust out a do-re-mi

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You see her comin' up a dark alley
You gonna fuck with her
I don't think so

This is the very last verse
Things couldn't get much worse
She left us in a hearse

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