Letra de Lorna

She had the cool and distant gaze Of a girl who wasn't raised Because she's self-made Now a woman not fazed By the other's selfish rage She made love She didn't get laid She made love She didn't get laid And the drum was always going When the beer was free and flowing Reminiscing of the wild times, the wild times Reminiscing of the wild times, the wild times Well she was hot A hot girl, hot night Yeah she was hot All right Lyin' fucked up on the floor Yeah she was fucked up on the floor She put her head into the pain, into the pain She put her head into the pain, into the pain And then she pulled back, the bloody remains Well she was hot A hot girl, hot night Yeah she was hot Well all right