{Craig Smith}

She was the kind of girl your mother warned you about
The kind of girl you’d go outta your way to find
Would introduce you to the devil himself
Then casually blow your mind


Ohhhh my jezebel, ohhhh my jezebel

And she asked if she could take my hand
Said she’d take me places I’d never been
And we danced naked in the flames that night
She showed me things I’d never seen



And on that night she took a piece of me
An innocence was lost with her touch
She replaced it with something that was dark
To be honest I don’t even miss it that much