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Bashful Betty, such a bondage brat
Dressed in latex and coated in sewer rat A serpent's tongue calculating mind Gets top billing for her hip shake divine Look to the sky No rain in sight Better wear your rubber boys If Betty is your date tonight Honey, it's how ya makin money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Sexy Suki, little geisha girl Given every samurai a twirl An HIV V.I.P. Backseat panties down around her knees She's got no money Can't pay the rent it's a sunny day now baby Every night on her back that's spent Honey, it's how ya makin money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Honey, it's how ya makin money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Honey, it's how ya makin money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Honey, it's how ya makin money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Baby, the way ya walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels |
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Red Rover, red rover
Got a bone but I can't come over Never broken, never trained You got me in the doghouse On this dog chain You treat me Like the dog, like the dog I am You beat me Like the dog, like the dog I am Oh master, go faster You're my bitch and I'm your bastard At the dog pound make me beg Got me with my tail between my leg You treat me Like the dog, like the dog I am You shame me Like the dog, like the dog I am You treat me Like the dog, like the dog I am You kick me Like the dog, like the dog I am Just beat me, just bite me, just break me Treat me like a dog Just blame me, just shame me, then cage me Treat me like a dog Cause I need it And I want it And I deserve it Treat me like a dog Please slap me, please smack me Crack me, whack me And attack me |
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| 4:18 |
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i've been out drinkin' with the
boys again sorry i'm calling after 2 a.m. there's something that i need to say to you i know it's late but this can't wait i just got a new tattoo ine love, one woman you're my new tattoo tonight is the very first night of my life with you until the day i die i promise it's true everyone will see my new tattoo tonight i saw your face up in the stars stumbled here to paint you on my arm there's something that i need to say to you so i wrote this song 'cause you belong right here on my new tattoo i don't want to see us fade away i don't want to be without you another day i could be your Dorian Gray i won't fade away no, i won't fade away |
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| 4:22 |
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Jailbait playmate
Freak show masturbate Fuel inject carburete Underage penetrate Mama take me home tonight Mama take me Home Dragstrip, she's a superstar She's got a tight fit, She's gonna make it far Dragstrip, she's so supercharged She's got loose lips, she's a superstar Superstar Black cat cabaret Dancin down the alleyway Doomsday runaway Money shaker on display Mama take me home tonight Mama take me Home Does your daddy know now What you show and tell now Does he wish you well On your trip through hell Can't run away on the runway |
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| 4:00 |
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A preacher's daughter with a devil tattoo
Mama's little good girl sniffin that glue Her box started buzzing ever since she heard the Cr㉨e White trash mannequin workin on a scheme Livin on adrenaline Daddy can't redeem She turned up the radio And headed to the show She needs Rock N Roll (She's begging please) She needs Rock N Roll You know she's an underage angel with a dented halo She needs Rock N Roll Show Small town girl was a trailer park queen Headin to the city with her starry-eyed dreams Fistful of pills and a fashion magazine She turns up the radio And heads to the show |
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| 3:33 |
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Flash a smile like an alligator
Move her hips like a generator All over town like an oil spill If there's meat on the bone she'll wag her tail I'm checkin out the heavens above Yeah, I just got punched in the teeth by love Construction work it's silicone Lights are on but no one home She's painted blue like a cartoon Every man in town went on the honeymoon I'm checkin out the heavens above Yeah, I just got punched in the teeth by love She's a Hollywood vampirella A storybook Cinderella Bitch smile and turned down eyes Every dog in town lifts his leg on her thigh |
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| 3:44 |
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did you want it this way
breaking us down a little at a time is it easier now that i'm not around is' it time to draw the line well, we don't have to pretend that it's a hollywood ending leave it to me to act like a fool begging you to come back when i had you i had everything and now all i have is this photograph there's nothing here to defend it's not a hollywood ending you don't have to go no, you don't have to go you could've been the star of my show anytime no, you don't have to go the trouble with you the trouble with me we ain't meant to be well, we don't have to pretend that it's a hollywood ending another hollywood ending it's not as bad as it seems a hollywood ending it's hard to give up your dreams another hollywood ending all that glitters will fade a hollywood ending just like the promise you made another hollywood ending did you want it this way |
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| 3:45 |
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Spent a million dollars on amphetamines
Crashed a lot of cars Fucked all the stupid stars in Hollywood Because I could, because we could So you loved to hate us in your private jets Funny how you bitched and moaned 'Cause you got fat and rich And when I'm dead All you'll put on my headstone is that I'm so fake I'm a dirty little bastard Fake I was always so plastered Fake So you say it's true Fake I'm a dirty little whore Fake I'm everything and more Looks like I'm fake Just like just like you 40 million records and going strong Never won a Grammy Still won't play along in Hollywood Like we should (chorus) My diamond rings and cocaine binges All strung out on your syringes Sold my soul while you sold records I have been your slave forever What are you fat cats doing anyway? Take our money and flush it down the drain You're so fake You're a dirty little bastard Fake You're always so plastered Fake So you say it's true Looks like I'm a fake like you Fake You're a dirty little whore Fake You're always such a bore Fake So you say it's true Looks like I'm a fake like you |
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| 3:45 |
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got a date with
my modem line backdoor valentine internet jet set credit cards in dedt going down going down it's under my thumb .com.com web cam super scam triple X cyber sex shoot my rocks on the box peeping tom on the net my URL has gone all to hell http I'm addicted to technology cyber junkie such a freak i'm in love with a porno star |
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Teenage had a race for the night time
Spent my cash on every high I could find Wasted time in every school in L.A. Getting loose, I didn't care what the kids say We're white punks on dope Mom & Dad moved to Hollywood Hang myself when I get enough rope Can't clean up, though I know I should White punks on dope White punks on dope Other dudes are living in the ghetto But born in Pacific Heights don't seem much betto We're white punks on dope Mom & Dad live in Hollywood Hang myself when I get enough rope I can't clean up, though I know I should White punks on dope White punks on dope I go crazy 'cause my folks are so fucking rich Have to score when I get that rich white punk itch Sounds real classy, living in a chateau So lonely, all the other kids will never know We're white punks on dope Mom & Dad live in Hollywood Hang myself when I get enough rope Can't clean up, though I know I should White punks on dope White punks on dope |
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| 4:33 |
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Come on, come on Wow! Nah, nah, nah, nah Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Got a date with My modem line Backdoor valentine Internet jet set My credit cards in debt Goin' Down I'm goin' Down it's under my thumb ..com .cum Web cam super scam Triple X cyber sex Shoot my rocks on the box Peeping Tom on the net Down I'm goin' down Goin' down I'm a cyber junkie such a freak Nah, nah, nah, nah Nah, nah, nah It's dirty love I'm in love with a porno star Nah, nah, nah, nah Nah, nah, nah Just the way it goes I'm in love with a porno star My URL has gone all to hell http I'm addicted to technology Goin' down I'm goin' down Goin' down I'm a cyber junkie such a freak Come on girls When I grow up I want to be just like you just like you When I grow up I want to be just like you just like you When I grow up I want to be just like you just like you |
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When I get high
I get high on speed Top fuel funny car's A drug for me My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart Always got the cops Coming after me Custom built bike doing 103 My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart (Pre-Chorus) Ooh, are you ready girls? Ooh, are you ready now? (Chorus) Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Give it a start Ooh, yeh, baby Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Hope it never stops Ooh, yeh, baby Skydive naked From an aeroplane Or a lady with a Body from outerspace My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart Say I got trouble Trouble in my eyes I'm just looking for Another good time My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart (Pre-Chorus) (Chorus) When we started this band All we needed, needed was a laugh Years gone by...I'd say we've kicked some ass When I'm enraged Or hittin' the stage Adrenalin rushing Through my veins And I'd say we're still kickin' ass Ooo, ahh, kickstart my heart I hope it never stops And to think, we did all of this... To rock (Chorus) (Solo) (Chorus) Ok boys, let's rock the house Kickstart my heart |
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| 4:53 |
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She's got an alligator bag
Top hat to match Dressed in black on black She's got a philipino girlie She claims is her friend I tell you boys you just got to laugh Now, I used to call her cindy She changed her name to "sin" I guess it's the name of her game I really used to love her Then, the kitty she dicovered It's got to be a sexual thing All around the world Girls will be girls It's the same ol', same ol' situation It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain I say no no no No no no Introduced me to her lover In a cellophane dress Then they bid me a sweet farewell last time I saw them They were kissing so softly To the sound of wedding bells Well, all around the world Girls will be girls It's the same ol', same ol' situation It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain Just like a punch in the teeth Or a swan dive to the street No, no, no No, no, no If it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all |
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Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hod
He deals out in Hollywood Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames Traded for some powdered goods Jigsaw Jimmy he's runnin' a gang But I hear he's doin' ok Got a cozy little job, sells the Mexican Mob Packages of canycaine He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's the one that makes ya feel alright He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood Cops on the corner always ignore Somobody's getting paid Jimmy's got it wired, law's for hire Got it made in the shade Got a little hideaway, does business all day But at night he'll always be found Selling sugar to the sweet People on the street Call this Jimmy's town He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's the one that makes ya feel alright He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's gonna be your Frankenstein I've got one thing you'll understand He's not what you'd call a glamorous man Got one thing that's easily understood He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He'll tell you he's the king Of these Barrio streets Moving up to Shangri-La Came by his wealth as a matter of luck Says he never broke no law Two time loser running out of juice Time to move out quick Heard a rumor going round Jimmy's going down This time it's gonna stick He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's the one that makes ya feel alright He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's gonna be your Frankenstein Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand Some people call him an evil man Let him introduce himself real good He's the only one they call "Feelgood" |
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Bashful Betty such a bondage brat
Dressed in latex and coated in sewer rats A serpents tounge, calculating mind Gets top dollar for the hip shake divine Look to the sky There's no rain in sight Better wear your rubber boys If Betty is your date tonight My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Sexy suki little geisha girl Giving every samurai a twirl An HIV, VIP Backseat panties down around her knees She ain't got no money Can’t pay her rent It’s a sunny day now baby Every night on her back that's spent My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Wow! My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it (walk it, talk it) Town calls ya (Hell on high, high, high heels) My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Wow! My baby, the way you walk it talk it Walk it, talk it oh yeah! Town calls ya Hell on high heels My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels (Hell on high, high, high heels) My baby, the way you walk it talk it Boys calls ya Hell on high heels Oh baby nice shoes. |
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Plug me in I'm alive tonight Out on the streets again Turn me on Something you'll never forget I'm too hot to stop Take my fist Break down walls I'm on the top tonight (Pre Chorus) You better turn me loose No, no You better set me free Cause I'm hot, young, running free A little bit better than I used to be (Chorus) Cause I'm alive Live wire I'm a live wire Cause I'm alive Cause I'm alive Live wire Cause I'm alive I'm a live wire I'll either break her face Get my ways at will Or take down her legs Go for the throat Take my fist Never let loose Goin' in for the kill Break down walls I'm on the top tonight (Pre Chorus) (Chorus) Come on baby Gotta play with me Well I'm your live wire Well be mine tonight You better lock your doors I'm on the prowl tonight (Chorus) Come on be my baby Come on love me baby Come on tonight I'll give you everything You want inside Come on tonight Plug me in, plug me in I want you Come on tonight
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Teenage had a race for the night time Spent my cash on every high I could find Wasted time in every school in L.A. Getting loose, I didn't care what the kids say We're white punks on dope Mom & Dad moved to Hollywood Hang myself when I get enough rope Can't clean up, though I know I should White punks on dope (White punks on dope) White punks on dope (White punks on dope) Other dudes are living in the ghetto But born in Pacific Heights don't seem much betto We're white punks on dope Mom & Dad live in Hollywood (Holloywood) Hang myself when I get enough rope I can't clean up, though I know I should White punks on dope (White punks on dope) White punks on dope (White punks on dope) WHITE - PUNKS - DOPE White punks on dope I go crazy 'cause my folks are so fucking rich Have to score when I get that rich white punk itch Sounds real classy, living in a chateau So lonely, all the other kids will never know We're white punks on dope (on dope) Mom & Dad live in Hollyweird Hang myself when I get enough rope Can't clean up, though I know I should White punks on dope (White punks on dope) White punks on dope (White punks on dope) White punks on dope (White punks on dope) White punks on dope (White punks on dope) White punks on d-o-p-e (White punks on d-o-p-e) White punks on d-o-p-e (White punks on d-o-p-e) White punks on d-o-p-e (White punks on d-o-p-e) White punks on d-o-p-e (White punks on DOPE) |
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