She was a salacious soul
Who would do anything
To get control. ..
Her lust accompanied her

She was manipulative
Did not take 'no'
She was like the devil
After your soul

It was late one night
A pouring down of rain
There was a knock
On my windowpane
 
I went to my door
Cautiously opened it
She immediately put
Her foot in the door's path

I asked what she wanted
She said not a thing
Only to rest her body
Before taking off again

I was leery of this woman
Who was out and all alone
What was she really looking for
Why was she not at home

I let her in, but only in the foyer
I brought her a chair
Sit she did. ..
Rested her salacious soul. ..

Being a hospitable woman
I brought her a cup of tea
I looked at her
She looked at me

"So why are you out in this weather,"
I asked, with curiosity
She just starred at me
With her salacious soul

When you finish your tea
I would like for you to leave
You can't answer me
It is time for you to go

Alright, I'm looking for a man
Whom I met last night
He told me he lived here
Please tell me I'm right. ..

Yes, a man lives here
But he is my husband
What was he doing with you
The woman just s*m*i*l*e*d

Let me say just this
I showed him some tricks
That would give him some kicks
Told him to come back soon

I want you out, right now
Never to see you again
Leave me and my husband alone
You rotten, salacious soul