Oh, redheaded girl, can’t you see?
You and him aren’t meant to be.
The love that you share isn’t fair and pure
It’s raw sex on the bedroom floor
He doesn’t love you, think you fair
He just gets a thrill out of seeing you bare
His soft hands are truly rough
His smooth voice undoubtedly tough
You can’t stay sane in that tempestuous lair
I should know, I’ve been there….