Well I met her in the garden Underneath that old apple tree Sitting with a handful of flowers Looking as cool as can be We talked away a couple of hours Then she laid her hand on my lap Oh I thought I got to be dreaming I didn't know I fell in her trap Then she made me say things I didn't want to say Then she made me play games I didn't want to play She was a soul stripper, yeah She took my heart She was a soul stripper, ooh And tore me apart She started moving nice and easy Slowly getting near to my spine Killing off each last little feeling Ooh everyone she could find And when she had me hollow and naked, yeah That's when she put me down Pulled out a knife and flashed it before me Stuck it in and turned it around Then she made me say things I didn't want to say, you know Then she made me play games I didn't want to play She was a soul stripper, yeah Ooh she took my heart Ooh was a soul stripper Tore me apart Soul stripper, soul stripper You're a soul stripper Soul stripper, soul stripper Soul stripper Took out my heart And tore it apart Aah you're a soul stripper Soul stripper, soul stripper
writers: RONALD BELFORD SCOTT, ANGUS YOUNG, MALCOLM YOUNG
copyright: J. ALBERT & SON(INTERNATIONAL) PTY. LTD.
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