When Her Hair’s Down

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He knew her and her fresh pressed dress

Prim-and-proper doing her best

He saw her, every hair in place

An innocent smile upon her face

She was a good girl through and through

So naïve, followed every rule

Every Sunday second pew

Just like she was supposed to do

 

But she’s done living through the years

She has cried her share of tears

Learned that life’s not black and white

And sometimes what we need’s not right

And though inside her heart’s still good

Sometimes she don’t do what she should

You knew her all those years ago

But there are things you may not know

 

You may not know when her hair’s down

That she lets go knows how to drown

Her kisses they can light a fire

And she can stoke a man’s desire

She longs to dance the night away

Make love until the break of day

That girl’s got passion left to spare

Whenever she lets down her hair

 

Sometimes she lies awake in bed

The past and present in her head

Reconciling light and heat

To mix the bitter with the sweet

That tender heart and sense of right

Is still alive and well inside

But there’s another side to her

And it’s a fire to be sure

 

You may not know when her hair’s down

That she lets go knows how to drown

Her kisses they can light a fire

And she can stoke a man’s desire

She longs to dance the night away

Make love until the break of day

That girl’s got passion left to spare

Whenever she lets down her hair

 

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