"Black Mamba" as written by and Ian Anderson....
Hand in the snake pit, black mamba chase.
Head through the lion's cage, head on a plate.
Two feet on the hot coals, last dance at the ball.
Blindfold on the tightrope, whenever you call.
Be my slippery slider.
Black Mamba crawl over me.

Dark thoughts of the sleepless, hung out to dry.
Slip through the bedclothes, unblinking eye.
Long tongue flickering, fixed stare grip.
Sweet venomous potion, held to my lip.
Be my slippery slider.
Black Mamba crawl over me.

A tropical whisper.
A sibilant kiss.
Soft strike teasing.
Dangerous bliss.


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"Black Mamba" as written by Ian Anderson

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