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There was one room in her house that was always kept locked...
It was the garage! I don't want your love I don't want your money I just want the key to your Ferrari Don't want your bed I don't want your body I want the key to your Ferrari I'm gonna rip it - shine it - rev it - scoot it - skid it - jam it - rev it - skip it - gun it Up and down the 101 Don't want your love Don't want your money, girl I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari And then I saw her... she was a bright red '64 GTO with fins and gills like some giant piranha fish, some obscene phallic symbol on wheels... little rivers of anticipation ran down my inseam as I kicked those five hundred italian horses into life and left reality behind me: fifty, sixty, seventy miles an hour... my hand slipped inside the belt of my trousers as we passed eighty, ninety miles an hour... my hand slipped inside the belt of my trousers and as we hit the magic 100 my love exploded all over her bright pink leather interior... and at that moment, I thought of my mother... Don't need no drugs Don't need no liquor All I want is the key to your Ferrari You ruby lips - pa! Your perfect figure - ecch! I just want the key to your Ferrari I'm gonna rev it - jam it - scram it - rip it - tear it - bare it - ram it - repair it - scoot it Up and down the 101 Don't want your love Don't want your money, girl I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari He's gonna rev it - scoot it - skid it - rev it - skip it - gun it - brake it - zoom it - vacuum it Up and down the 101 Don't want your love Don't want your money, girl I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari I just want the key to your Ferrari (cause aliens ate my buick |
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| 2. |
| 5:09 |
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I buy her all the right clothes
And pretty jewels to wear My friends say she's a dumb blonde But they don't know she dyes her hair She thinks the fighting in Central America's easily solved But what to wear to Bel-Air premieres Is a problem she could never resolve... She's an airhead Stungun and mace - Kharmann Ghia plates say "Lost in Space" She's an airhead Thousands in trust - cusp Aquarius - get serious She's an airhead Tinted contacts don't change the fact that black is black She's an airhead And while I'm impressed with the length of those legs She's not an intellectual giant.... She'd like to model or maybe act Or start a magazine Before she signs any contracts I think she better learn to read But in her dreams she's the queen of the fashion regime... You ask me do I love you... Does the pope live in the woods? Quod erat demonstrandum, baby. ( ooo you speak French) (CHORUS) Sweet and low and oh-so Little Ms. Dora Jarre Safe sex and fishnets And could you walk me to my car She's losing faith in a world that is out of control So she's gonna nix politics, She's taking up volleyball! volleyball! why? She's an airhead Stungun and mace - Kharmann Ghia plates say "Lost in Space" she's an airhead Thousands in trust - cusp Aquarius - get serious She's an airhead And now the time's come for the end of my song, Don't get me wrong If she's an airhead it has to be said It was men made her that way It was us made her that way It was us made her that way! |
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| 3. |
| 5:02 |
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They call her Hot Sauce
she's hot and spicy but twice as nicey although she burn me up they call her Hot Sauce she's hotter than pepper I would have kept her although she burn me up. What if fire didn't burn (burn!) how would the lesson get learned? (learned!) you sit there like a dope until you choke on all the smoke (smoke gets in your eyes) cover me in your sauce baby bury me in all that sauce smother me in your hot sauce, woman till smoke come from your thighs. They call her Hot Sauce she's hot and spicy but twice as nicey although she burn me up they call her Hot Sauce she's hotter than pepper I would have kept her although she burn me up. The brother in the codpiece I seen him on the TV I think he likes his ladies all sweet and sugary now I'm partial to a pudding but that's for second course. the main meal and the hors d'oeuvres must be smothered in hot sauce. They call her Hot Sauce she's hot and spicy but twice as nicey although she burn me up they call her Hot Sauce she's hotter than pepper I would have kept her although she burn me up. What if steam didn't scald (scald!) how would the story be told? (told!) she sat and smoked a fag while I was gagging on the shag (shag gets in your eyes) lemme get lost in your sauce baby cover me in your sauce lemme get lost in your hot sauce woman. There was a fire truck attending the smoke pouring from her nose her state of mind depending on which way the wind blowed chili and tabasco dripping on my shirt I couldn't breathe - I couldn't see - I had to call a smog alert. |
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| 4. |
| 5:36 |
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I drove all over Hollywood
Looking at the stars First I ate my Milky Way And then I ate my Mars But sucking on a Galaxy I noticed something pretty bizarre There's not a lot of people there, Just an awful lot of cars, check it out Stale pulp culture take it away True pulp culture help to redefine it Old pulp culture day upon day Young pulp culture serve to undermine it Sham pulp culture buried in time True pulp culture there to be plundered Same pulp culture year upon year Hey! pulp culture live to be a hundred....Shake off that thing, you gotten used to it Here is one you won't wanna parlay In a small round cruel scum brown brat shack dumb world So squeeze a little tear from your body... Another dozen unchained!Stale pulp culture take it away New pulp culture help to undermine it Old pulp culture day upon day Young pulp culture serve to redefine it Sham pulp culture buried in timeTrue pulp culture there to be plundered Same pulp culture year upon year Hey! pulp culture live to be a hundred... If a child ever rose on the wings of a dove Or the claws of a vulture Then a man ain't a man when he don't understand Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah Pulp culture, pulp culture, pulp culture, pulp cultureDo you really love me girl ? I think I know but I wanna be sureYou tell it to me all night long Still I wanna hear it some more You tell me in the bathroom babe And you tell me back in the hall You tell me on the kitchen table And up agains the wall, what it is So check beneath your fingernails In between your toes Right between your earlobes darling That's where culture grows It's breeding in your short and curlies Ready to expand With a gunFrom the heart of Poison City out over televisionland |
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| 5. |
| 4:50 |
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My brain is like a sieve
all the bad things you did to me, sometimes it's easier to forget you did to me. my brain is like sieve but it knows when it's being messed with if you wanted you could come in, so come in. When you said you loved me when you told me you cared that you would be a part of me, that you would always be there did you really mean to hurt me? no, I think you only meant to tease. But it's hard to remember, I lost my memory. See,my brain is like a sieve sometimes it's easier to forget all the bad things you did to me, you did to me. my brain is like sievebut it knows when it's being messed with if you wanted you could come in, so come in.You ought to be ashamed of your behaviour when you're treating me this way as if I had deserved to be a place to vent your ire some day I'm gonna douse that bonfire we make a crucial team for a dying worldand style is a word I never even heard in your vocabulary, victim of a murder mystery ...murder! My brain is like a sieve all the bad things you did to me, sometimes it's easier to forget you did to me. my brain is like sieve but it's a place where we both could live if you wanted you could come in, so come in. |
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| 6. |
| 4:28 |
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Everybody thinking, thinking pretty hard
Everybody thinking about singin' from the heart If you want my opinion, it isn't worth a bean If you haven't got that ability to swing Aww, the ability to swing Everybody talking, talking pretty loud Everybody looking, just turn up from the crowd Gonna break it till you bucko, it isn't worth a bean If you ain't in possession, the ability to swing Aww, the ability to swing Friends send them away And go it alone, honey Rome wasn't built in a day But now it's a ruin, the joke has worn thin And it isn't cool to abuse the ability to swing, aww Everybody looking, looking pretty hard Everybody talking about singin' from the heart Gonna break it till you bucko, it isn't worth a bean If you ain't in possession, the ability to swing Aww, the ability to swing Dreams send them away And go it alone, honey Rome wasn't built in a day But now it's a ruin, the joke has worn thin And it isn't cool to abuse the ability to swing, aww Oh but each beat send me deeper under Each beat send me more to sleep Heart melts ice and heart spells danger Don't hold your breath boy 'cause it don't come cheap, aww Everybody looking, looking pretty hard Everybody looking for a meaning in my art Gonna give it to you straight boy, it isn't worth a bean If you ain't in possession, the ability to swing, yeah The ability to swing, the ability to swing The ability to swing yeah, the ability to swing |
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| 7. |
| 8:40 |
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On the corners of boulevards I call your name
Now and again they play our tune In the grip of a tiny hand over a flame Pale as the phases of the moon ... In the cafes and shopping malls I see your face turn into mist on evening dew but a book and a photograph just aren't the same there is a train that's leaving soon ...Budapest by Blimp Over pillars and palaces I'll hold your hand Until the fog is lifted May be better you hold me close than understand How far away I've drifted In the face of a tragedy too bleak to know The death of some grand illusion All the treasure we pilloried, splendour we stole ... They never told you that in school KONNYEBB VOLNA TAN FELEDNI MINT TAVOZASOM ERTENI MULTBOL EGY KISZAK ITTOTT LAP EKODBOL INDUL EGY VONAT ...Budapest by Blimp ...Que je voudrais vous presenter, messieurs et dames Regardez bien, je vous en prie Here's a map and a diagram, a shrivelled page Ripped from the book of history See the priceless antiquity frozen in time Built on the ashes of the Jews And for your curiosity, beauty sublime Signed in the blood of Zulus Not really a goosestep, more of a limp |
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| 8. |
| 6:49 |
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Late one night a happy martian with nothing to do
made the perfect pleasure drug and he called it the Cube a cube so potent in a stroke it turned nightmares to dreams he flew right past the planet Earth and he gave it to me. Then he said... May the Cube be with you and your father may the Cube be with you ever after You might care to spend an evening with Marilyn Monroe share a cell with Jimmy Cagney or Paris with Brando drop some bombs on Maggie Thatcher or Ronnie Reagan you see Cube Power comes by the hour so why not have fun? right here... May the Cube be with you and your father may the Cube be with you ever after Half a million people are such a sight to see lying in the sunshine in a private fantasy but you got to have more you won't stop till you get it all and I would give it to you baby but the law is catching up with me Pending my interrogation and stuck for an excuse I thought up two more variations on pastry abuse I'm so very sorry constable but what can I do when half the Western world is turning on to Dolby's Cube. May the Cube be with you and your father may the Cube be with you ever after. |
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