We were on our way home from a conference meeting
I approached her with my best gentleman greeting
Flirtations to each other we were feeding
Blood drops on white roses.
I met her out here in Sunset Park
Where we kissed and cuddled in the dark
She invited me back to her place, once in I knew what she'd impart
Blood drops on white roses.
She was a lovely lady, beautiful and petite
Making me quiver each time she reached her peak
In-between outburst and moans we'd speak
Blood drops on white roses.
All was quiet as we lay side by side
I felt at home here, almost a surprise
Tired and exhausted I closed my eyes
Blood drops on white roses.
Shifting and turning I felt her kick
Not opening my eyes I listened to the clock tick
And then the sound of a revolver as it clicked
Blood drops on white roses.
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