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big dick is a thumbs-up guy
he shot a missile in the sky it functioned just as advertised until the fire made him cry look into it later when the dust is clearing off the crater run like a villain let the good times roll run like a villain to the sugar bowl run like a villain cause you can't adjust to a saccharine suburb in the mush i've got some loving arms around me darker than the tombs of Egypt, dumber than the crudest fiction, buried in a melting coffin nights like this appeal to me! tracy got an afghan, pedigreed, prescription shades and designer jeans a sony walkman on her head all she wants is to be fed run, run, run, cause you're soft run, run, but don't get lost the shining moon the dead oak tree nights like this appeal to me i've got some loving arms around me the shining moon the dead oak tree nights like this appeal to me i've got some loving arms around me trying to steal a moment of pleasantry in this zzzzzombieee birdhouse run, run, run run like a villain let the good times roll run like a villain to save your soul it can't be done i already know so i run like a villain to the sugar bowl cause who you are nobody knows who you are nobody knows rings on your fingers and bells on your toes |
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i got nothin to eat in this old house
i gotta go out and catch a mouse i can't be wrong so i gotta be right it's eat or be eaten something's hungry like a hunter and it's probing like a fingerrr as the drumbeat keeps things hurrying that's the part that's so appealing it's the beat that dominates each breath you draw each step you take strike or be stricken eat or be eaten yum yum yum yum eat or be eaten your skills are highly specialized but still that girl can magnetize you sense the hunger in her eyes it's beat or be beaten there's no softness in her eyes a weird dull glint is in her eyes with a stubborn will to tantalize like some cheap devil in disguise and it's troubling me hell it's nervy that's what it is eat or be eaten beat or be beaten strike or be stricken the night is dark the night is pulp tilt back your head and take a gulp of air that's screamed a thousand times the main thing is to victimize it's just the night for a conquering tribe oh, it's just the night for a conquering tribe eat or be eaten beat or be beaten faster than the arrow flies or the man who smiles while he lies it's just the night for a conquering tribe and the girls are calling in her yellow dress that girl is calling in a yellow dress she says eat eat eat here boys eat eat eat here boys and then a bop a doo ba doop ba abop a dooba ba bop bohma bop a doo bop bohm a doopee dee a dop adoop a bum bayo bayum bohmbayum |
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Sweet sixteen in leather boots
Body and soul I go crazy Baby baby I'm hungry Sweet sixteen Funky bar all full of faces Pretty faces beautiful faces Body and soul Body and soul I give to you I'm an easy mark With my broken heart Sweet sixteen Show you my explosion Sweet sixteen Go out to the funky bar I get hurt, crying inside 'Cause everybody's so fine and And they don't need me Tell me what can I do Sweet sixteen I give you my body and soul Sweet sixteen I must be hungry 'Cause I go crazy Over your leather boots Now baby, I know That's not normal But I love you I love you I love you Sweet sixteen |
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