1. |
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You're all screwed up girl,
Your head's not right,
You must have made it that way
When you were high
We're gonna fix you,
And make you right,
Send you to rehab,
No more all nights
(Go to sleep)
By the time we got there
It was already too late,
A needle in your arm,
Yeah, your life's fate
And you're gonna die,
You're gonna die,
You're gonna die,
You're gonna die
And I'll watch
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2. |
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You're a hot mess in a tight dress
And I wish that you weren't a dude
A cheap thrill in high heels and I'm questioning my morals for you,
You've got a man's fist and some nice tits,
You fit me like a glove
Stand tall while I cup your balls and
Shower me with your love (x3)
My old lady... boy
Lady... boy!
Lady boy!
Oh boy!
Let's go downtown, I'll show you around, baby,
You are my muse,
I'll treat you right, I go all night,
I'll wreck that sweet man-cooze,
Can't tell my friends I love to gender-bend but I just can't get enough,
It blows my mind but you're my favourite kind of girl without a muff,
A girl without a muff (x2)
My old lady... boy
Lady... boy!
Lady boy!
Oh boy! (x2)
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3. |
Crooked Man
03:35
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I sold my soul to Satan on a highway made of gold
I'll give you a silver dollar son, for your shiny soul
And now I'm fucked
Cuz like a chump I took the money and run
I heard him say I'll find you in ten years son
Now I've got ten years of bad luck
I've got ten years of bad stuff
I've got ten years to change my luck
Goddess of the crossroads, Hecta come to me
You've got such riveting eyes,
And I've got what you need
Oh she turned me into a crooked man and I'll take your soul for gold
I'm just sayin', smoke em if you got em
I ain't the devil, I'm just a man,
I ain't the devil, I'm just his friend
I've got ten years of mirth and mayhem
I've got ten years to have a little fun
I've got ten years... huh!
Jesus, save me, save me from my plight
That is if you're not too hung up tonight
I've got ten years
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4. |
Thompson Hustle
01:35
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Let's go!
I was headed down the back street lookin' for the Indian, yeah!
And I was messing with some coke and messing with some heroin,
I am so fucked!
You are so fucked!
I was headed down the back street lookin' to get into ya, yeah!
And I don't know how you did it but you must have got there first,
I am so fucked!
You are so FUCKED!
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