Hard Loving Woman
She was a hard woman to love
She was the type to hold a grudge
Her tongue could cut like a razor
Cut to the quick, full of danger
She'd carve you up, make your heart bleed
Then smile so sweet, with eyes that plead
You would forgive her every deed
Her beauty was that of legend
Female form carved from heaven
When she'd walk by you had to stare
Graceful movement beyond compare
Her disposition hard and mean
She'd scorch you with her hateful scheme's
Turning from love to scalding steam
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