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There's a girl online We've been speaking Her world is an ocean away My friend, I arrive Yeah, we're gonna hang I'll wear my birthday noose Cut to the chair In front of the scores Trapped and scared Electricutes Yeah, we're gonna meet up and God She's down to hang Like gliders in the sky She is down to hang Or sneakers on a wire She is down to hang Or a towel on the floor not drying at all She is down to hang A Renoir or Manet on public display She is down to hang Like a Pablo Picasso Or a Vincent Van Gogh Ooh, she's down to hang Songtexte Punching bags, beat in a gym She is down to hang Like puppets on a puppet string She is down to hang A chandelier, a political career She is down to hang Fresh load of whites on the washing line She is down to hang The coat on the back of a rack She is down to hang Like Malibu in the 60's She is down to hang Peking ducks at the Chinese buffet She is down to hang Like a green house full of ferns She is down to hang Or a disco ball in the dancing hall She is down to hang A carcass in the butcher's fridge She is down to hang An asphyxiated man with a belt and a fan, his dick in his hand She's down to hang Ooh like Jesus She's down to hang As I drive from my house From sea to shining sea I count the flags I see There's something in the open air Fear is popular here When we last spoke The line was loose [?] scrambled his eggs But understand she has a plan She intends to install hooks in the wall, maps on the floor and toys in her drawer That's not all When I return, she's down to hang Now I'm down to hang 'cause she is down to hang God, she's down to hang like Jesus Now I'm hooked She turns me on Like a remote control Like Jesus Aus Songtexte Mania