Woman In A War

	  		
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I was working up in Kabul In the last years of the war 
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Khasi had decide he didn?t love us any more 
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The town was full of checkpoints and Security companies 
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And everyone with money had an exit strategy 

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She came in in December to work the state 
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She was on a second posting across form Kuwait 
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I met her at a briefing down at I SEF H Q 
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Some Colonel was pretending that he knew what to do 

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There?s nothing quite as sexy as a woman in a war 
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A delicate reminder of what we?re fighting for 
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She said the word ?kenetic? like she?d seen it for real 
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She was her daddies daughter with her daddies ideals 

But she said: 

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? Pay no heed to what they say  
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Notice only what they do?...? 

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There?s nothing quite as horny as a woman in a war 
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The sugared instant coffee the adrenalin and more 
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There?s nothing like the hunger for some softness in the night 
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When you wake up every morning with a war to fight 

Still she?d say: Refrain 

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A couple of months later in a dutton covered bar 
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We?d been on a trip together with the General in Mazah 
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We got talking about the problems of the ANSF 
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It was getting late and the others all had left 

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I came a little closer two of us were left 
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We could die tomorrow tonight ..I need you for my bed 
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Back in my hooch I got a bottle of Jack 
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My dick was claiming victory like Bush in Iraq 

And she said: 

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?I?ve enjoyed our conversation and your offer is bold 
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Your loquacious admiration of the problems you can?t solve 
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But these are not your problems this is not your war 
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You only really come here because you were bored 

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?So go back to your family and your ordinary lives 
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Your ordinary children and your ordinary wife 
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I?m not your mother your virgin or whore 
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Simply a survivor of a woman in a war? 

Bm, Em, A, Bm, Bm, Em, E7 

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I was workin up in Kabul in the last year of the war