Lipstick Killer
She was a lipstick killer.
She only took one shot.
She was a cool vibrator.
She was hot.
She was a smooth assassin
and she was hunting meat.
She wore a plastic raincoat
and nothing underneath.
I can't be sure if I want you;
perhaps you're too dirty.
I can't be sure if you want to
baby.
She was a lipstick killer.
She would not take defeat.
Her skin was smooth as butter
but boy she wasn't sweet.
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