She Shook Me Cold

We met upon a hill,

the night was cool & still

She sucked my dormant will

Mother, she blew my brain.

I will go back again

My God, she shook my cold.

 

I had no time to spare,

I grabbed her golden hair

And threw her to the ground.

Father, she caved.

Oh Lord, the things she said

My God, she should be told.

 

I was very smart,

broke the gentle hearts

Of many young virgins

I was quick on the ball,

left them so lonely

They'd just give up trying.

Then she took my head, smashed it up,

Kept my young blood rising,

Crushed me mercilessly,

kept me going around

So she don't know how I crave her so

 

I'll give me love in vain,

to reach that peak again

We met upon a hill

Mother, she blew my brain.

I will go back again

My God, she shook me cold.

Songtext: Bowie, David