Don't tell me, ooooh you just don't know for sure

She's got a talented face and a suitcase
Ain't got no desire to go no place
In her case she's got no desire with her hand in the flame say's she don't feel the fire
To the 'yes' in the evenings air demons in your head got to disappear
To the stars under the moon means glare
The Shackles on your meat will disappear