Empty Shell

There's a lady down the street,
Looks very pretty, looks real sweet,
But she'll take you and eat you for breakfast.

Inside she's mean and she's cruel,
Now boy, don't you be a fool!
She's fishing and her line has been cast.

You'll take the bait and you're drawn in,
The latest in a long line of men,
She'll take her time and have her way with you.

It won't be long 'til you're in hell,
Left alone, just an empty shell,
Begging for death, but she'll never be through.

The time won't matter,
She's mad as a hatter,
From now through the ages,
her emotional cages,
will hold your emtpy shell