Lavender

Everybody said that she's good in bed

Other people said that she's well read



She's got a pair or black boots that kick stones

She's got black moods she calls her own



She's got Tasmania in the back of her head

A future move in her head



She's been to Sydney once, no more

They poisoned her water and nailed her door



She wears Lavender it's her scent

Lavender wherever she went