I
had a dream one night where I was on a battlefield in the near future
(think Tom Clancy's "Ghost Recon") and a song was playing on the radio.
I remember the lyrics but it was sung to the Rolling Stones'
"She's so cold" and I woke up grasping for the dream because it was one
of those "feel good" dreams where you want to remember it and it had
the stuff to maybe even be the beginning of a short story. I
looked up the lyrics to the Rolling Stones' song and rewrote them with
the lyrics I remember playing on the radio in my dream and I think it
made for a pretty good tune.
"She's So Tactical"
(sung to the tune of the Rolling Stones song "She's So Cold")
I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her
I'm so hot for her and she's so tactical
I'm so hot for her, I'm on fire for her
I'm so hot for her and she's so tactical
I'm the burning tank, I'm the rocket's roar
I'm the cooking off ammo
I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her
I'm so hot for her and she's so tactical
Yes, I tried re-wiring her, tried re-firing her
I think her engine is permanently redlined
She's so tactical she's so tactical
She's so tactical tactical tactical
Like a tombstone
She's so tactical, she's so tactical
she's so tactical tactical tactical like a fire zone
She's so tactical she's so tactical
And when I touch her my hand just knows
Yeah, I'm so hot for hot for her, I'm so hot for her
I'm so hot for her and grievin' so
Put your hand on the heat, put your hand on the heat
Aw C'mon baby, let's go
She's so tactical, she's so tactical, tactical, she's so t-t-t-actical
But she's beautiful, though
Yeah, they're so tactical
She's so tactical, she's so tactical
I think she was born in a combat zone
She's so tactical she's so tactical, tactical, tactical
And when I touch her my hand just knows
She's so tactical, she's so goddamn tactical she's so
tactical tactical tactical she's so tactical
Who would believe you were a beauty indeed
When the days get shorter and the nights get long
Light fades and the rain comes
Nobody will know, when you're old
When you're old, nobody will know
that you was a beauty, a sweet sweet beauty
A sweet sweet beauty, but stone stone tactical
You're so tactical, you're so tactical, tactical, tactical
You're so tactical, you're so tactical
I'm so hot for you, i'm so hot for you
I'm so hot for you and you're so tactical
I'm the burning tank, I'm the rocket's roar
I'm the cooking off ammo
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