Woman Of Steel Songtext
He leans on a banister, staring down the stairs
Toward the Woman in Gold with Platinum blond hair
Daddy's got the money, Mother wears her heels
And their Little Girl's cold as Steel
The family filters in, in Fours & Fives
He puts out the plates and the Forks and the Knives
November's been bitter but let's be real
It hasn't been cold as Steel
Toward the Woman in Gold with Platinum blond hair
Daddy's got the money, Mother wears her heels
And their Little Girl's cold as Steel
The family filters in, in Fours & Fives
He puts out the plates and the Forks and the Knives
November's been bitter but let's be real
It hasn't been cold as Steel
Well, the fire has died
And the embers won't glow
And this chill in the air cuts to the bone
Oh, but there was a time
Babe was soft as silk
Now he's livin' like a villain
With the Woman of Steel
They met in the hall, he studied her face
She pulled away as his hand touched her waist
When a Copperhead bites sometimes it feels
Just as cold as Steel
An uncle says the grace, they gather in the room
She grabs her plate and a Silver Spoon
And he's sittin' there like a sore thumb that just won't heal
Next to the Woman of Steel
Yeah, the fire has died
And the embers won't glow
And this chill in the air cuts to the bone Oh, but there was a time
Babe was soft as silk
Now he's livin' like a villain
With the Woman of Steel
The curb is cluttered with cars & trucks
He slides in his cab and cranks the heater up
Stares out the windshield toward Fayetteville
Where it's not cold as Steel
And the embers won't glow
And this chill in the air cuts to the bone
Oh, but there was a time
Babe was soft as silk
Now he's livin' like a villain
With the Woman of Steel
They met in the hall, he studied her face
She pulled away as his hand touched her waist
When a Copperhead bites sometimes it feels
Just as cold as Steel
An uncle says the grace, they gather in the room
She grabs her plate and a Silver Spoon
And he's sittin' there like a sore thumb that just won't heal
Next to the Woman of Steel
Yeah, the fire has died
And the embers won't glow
And this chill in the air cuts to the bone Oh, but there was a time
Babe was soft as silk
Now he's livin' like a villain
With the Woman of Steel
The curb is cluttered with cars & trucks
He slides in his cab and cranks the heater up
Stares out the windshield toward Fayetteville
Where it's not cold as Steel
