Shake it Down

When first i kissed you, your heart tripped against my palm
like a small bird desperate to escape my hand-

And so i buried my fingers in your hair
to keep you still, to keep you with me.

You said i was one of those girls that you couldn’t understand,
some girls just kiss, others tangle you up-

They climb into your bed with your tee-shirt on,
stripping it off over their heads-

but i make damned sure to shake my hair down-
i’m one of those girls from the other side of town.

You’ve never crossed the tracks before or stood beneath a window
with your collar turned up…
but then you kissed me.