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love is a lot like landsdowne street the h and the k, the way we get with every guy that we meet it's pretty sweet, always find someplace to get some sleep sometimes we sleep with sheiks, sometimes we sleep with the straight-up freaks roll around with such tweaky creeps down by the docks we pull the rocks from their socks they pulled the six from their shoes, spilled the blues on his hatband he's in a rock band, they're called the wristband, and they're sluggin out in clubland the dancer overdid it with the liquid tan, love to talk about the liquid tan she said didn't know you did it too i knew you did a little distribution we're all just sitting dreaming and applyin cream on our abrasions and memorizing the rock rags sometimes we sleep with stars, we get off in fancy cars mostly it's 3-2 bars and scars and tar sometimes it's so wide open, rollin on the floor and moanin for me the floosy gangsters, the gangster floozies so concerned to learn that movies are just movies the bitchy rock bands, the rock band bitches hitched to the hits and the misses gettin hitched to all those scumbags on the junk jags and the rock rags the scumbags on the junk jags and the rock rags scumbags, junk jags and the rock rags and the scumbags on the junk jags and the rock rags we're the jet lag we're the dime bags we're the scumbags on the junk jags in the rock rags we're the scumbags on the junk jags in the rock rags Aus Songtexte Mania