The Girl With The Thorn In Her Side

Guess if we stay till it's done
I won't need to lay it down
Oh, baby, I won't forget it
Your head upon my belly

As all the perils withdraw
That's the beat I'm working from
Ye, uh, you're covered in buds
They're making me cry
There's a sting in the air
The girl with the thorn in her side

So now if you're the princess
Who am I to second guess?
Did you know I'd settle for less?
You make a thing in your white dress

Now that's as far as we made it
The flowers were killing my eyes
Your knuckles were hiding blood suckers
The planet subsides
We're back on the road
A plentiful night with the girl
The girl with the thorn in her side