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