Put the Fox Out
Posted: 26 November 13 Filed under: Poems/Songs | Tags: Andy Copeland, Art, Disloyalty, Love, Pain, Poem, Put the Fox Out, Risk, Unfulfillment, Women, Writing Leave a commentBy Andy Copeland
Now come on, brash boy with heated blood
Tell me what you’d do in the name of love
Show me how far you’re willing to go
Because, that lady over there, she wants to know
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You see, she digs you and she thinks you’re real fine
But I know better than to make her mine
She’s anĀ evil lady; she’ll cut you open
Leave you with a desire to do nothin’ but dopin’
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When you wake in the morning, she’ll be gone from your bed
Goin’ to work to keep another man fed
And in the evening, when you’re in the mood
You’ll find she puts on a whole different attitude
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Oh, she’ll look you in the face and respect you like a man
But I guarantee you she’s got another plan
She’ll completely expend you like a worn-out tool
Leave you alone and crying like some down-and-out fool
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She’ll keep coming back since you forgive her so well
Bringing havoc to your life, like a demon from hell
She smiles and dances, she says she done nothin’ wrong
But when you’re not around she sings a different song
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I’ll tell you what to do; there’s only one thing, son
Lest you go psychotic and look for a gun
Don’t worry ’bout manners and don’t consider class
Just put the fox out on her little ass