Hatfield Juliana - A Dame With A Rod Lyrics

Hatfield Juliana
Become What You Are
A Dame With A Rod
Give me your hand,
Get in the van,
Do you understand?
You gotta plan.

You've gotta prove for one night,
So don't try to fight.
He's got a knife,
No respect for your life.

Is it for real?
How does it feel?
We made a deal.
You get paid for your meal.

She's got a pain in her head.
Her eyes are red.
Touch her again and you're dead.
You heard what she said.

I am a heroine.
He tried to do her in.
I gave it back to him.
He won't do it again.

I'm a heroine.
He tried to do her in.
I gave it back to him.
He won't do it again.

Give me your hand
Get in the van,
Do you understand?
Act like a man.

You've gotta prove for one night,
So don't try to fight.
He's got a knife,
No respect for your life.

Is it for real?
How does it feel?
You made a deal.
You get paid for your meal.

She's got a pain in her head.
The bed is red.
Touch her again and you're dead.
You heard what I said.

I'm a heroine.
He tried to do her in.
I gave it back to him.
He won't do it again.

I'm a heroine.
He tried to do her in.
I gave it back to him.
He won't do it again.

Don't try to run.
You did what you done.
I've got a gun,
And no mercy for scum.

You're gonna rot in the ground,
Not come back around.
You've pushed yourself down,
And outta my town.

I'm a heroine.
He tried to do her in.
I gave it back to him.
He won't do it again.

I'm a heroine.
He tried to do her in.
I gave it back to him.
He won't do it again.