Loki Lass

((Having some fun here.))

Loki’s in the form of femme,
Playing tricks on hearts of men.

Flirty as a tavern wench
She’ll lead you on a merry dance.
From bed to floor to stable stall
Yet come to love you’ll play the fool.

Loki’s in the form of femme,
Playing tricks on hearts of men.

To take your hand, walk up the aisle
And flash a two-faced loving smile.
Swear she loves you more than those
Who’ve lain with her in passionate throes.

Loki’s in the form of femme,
Playing tricks on hearts of men.

Thus lacking doubt you leave the house
To purchase trinkets for your spouse.
Yet coming home, her empty charms
Are wrapped up in another’s arms.

Loki’s in the form of femme,
Playing tricks on hearts of men.

So down your ale and hear my words
Before to woe you come.
For Loki lass is lifting skirts
And fickle flesh succumbs.

Loki’s in the form of femme,
Playing tricks on hearts of men.