Shudder To Think
Gang Of $
Hey Mr. DancinMy drink is on a short leashMy mouth is a coldsore display caseHere's a tip - you could take a lot of abuse if you exchange your skin for leatherAll over town they've got these like messenger girls that ride around on innertubesTheir asses are all scraped upTheir eyes cold kick me off the bus, y'allOne honey donut and our lips are stuck to the seatYou close the door on my machine girl you laugh a lot and run aroundI'm out of fun and I'm stuck hereDownAnother tempting tail in the backThe ghost of my mom is in the telephone boothLook at that blind evil Rapunzel taking care of the guy who beat her upOoh I hope you call soon nothing's rightI cab it to the bathtubSugar and wine, a dozen sharks, and a bar of soap of course
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