Lyrics Juliana Hatfield

Juliana Hatfield

A Dame With A Rod

Give me your hand,

Get in the van,

Do you understand? ,

He's got a plan.

He's got a room for one night,

So don't try to fight.

He's got a knife,

No respect for your life.

Is it for real? ,

How does it feel?

We made a deal.,

Even paid for your meal.

She's got a pain in her head.,

Her eyes are red.

Touch her again and you're dead.

You heard what she said.

I am a heroine,

He tried to do her in.

I gave it back to him.,

He won't do it again.

I'm a heroine.,

He tried to do her in.

I gave it back to him.,

He won't do it again.

Give me your hand,

Get in the van,

Do you understand? ,

Act like a man.

He got a room for one night,

So don't try to fight.

He's got a knife,

No respect for your life.

Is it for real? ,

How does it feel?

We made a deal.,

Even paid for your meal.

She's got a pain in her head.

The bed is red.

Touch her again and you're dead.

You heard what I said.

I'm a heroine.,

He tried to do her in.

I gave it back to him.,

He won't do it again.

I'm a heroine.,

He tried to do her in.

I gave it back to him.,

He won't do it again.

Don't try to run.,

You did what you done.

I've got a gun,

And no mercy for scum.

You're gonna rot in the ground,

Not come back around.

You pushed yourself down,

And outta my town.

I'm a heroine.

He tried to do her in.

I gave it back to him.

He won't do it again.

I'm a heroine.

He tried to do her in

I gave it back to him.

He won't do it again.