Wrecked and torn my fingers are,
For someday I will be your star.
I play you like, the way you like.
For you are my sexy dike.
Can you say it is sanitary
For my fingers to bleed so severely?
So many hours I spend with you,
No wonder I am willing to bleed for you.
Your curves are gentle and silky to touch,
Yet you ask of me to be brutal so much.
Although you make that noise I crave,
When that blood red pain screams my name.
Sing for me as I play you hard.
You are my dirty girl, and you like it hard.
If only I could make you sing,
The way Jimi Hendrix could finger your strings.
