she's got a hornet's nest inside her chest   and a swarming on her mind   eyes as black as a police boot   with a three-fifty shine   there's oh so much for you to touch   but the handle has a blade   she will let her hair hang down   but there's always another braid      no telling where that heart has been   but everybody knows her name   they all say i'll never tame her   who says i want her tame      she popped the moon with her coke nail   you should've seen it blow   40 days and 40 nights of hard candy snow   they say the center of a hurricane    is a deadly calm   the center of the girl i love   is the twenty-third psalm      white belly, white bed   little pout, soft heat   and slow poison    slow poison