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Songs About Fucking
Album - 1987 - Debaser id 26018

di Big Black

She's a model and she's looking good
I'd like to take her home with me, that's understood
Playing hard-to-get, she smiles from time to time
It only takes a camera to change her mind
Posing for consumer products now and then
I even saw her on the cover of a magazine
She's going out to nightclubs drinking just champagne
She is looking good, I want to see her again
Il tuo voto:
I got a sickness sweet as a love note
I got a headache like a pillow
Called me Daisy, called me Daisy, called me Daisy, that one
Called me Daisy
I am a sweetheart
I am a prom queen
I am some puppies
What, Daisy?
What, Daisy?
Are we here now?
I am a horror
This is an old one
What, Daisy?
L Dopa fixed me, all right
Il tuo voto:
Gotta get loaded, I gotta go off
Don't call her to save me
Don't call her hack off
More like an ashcan
More like a time bomb
More like a stovepipe
Columbian necktie
I don't want to die, I just wanted to give her the works
Don't call her to safety ??
Don't call her to report
More like an ashcan
More like time bomb
More like a stovepipe
Columbian necktie
I don't want to die, I just wanted to give her the works
When I get loaded, gotta go home
Don't call her to safety
Don't call her hack off
More like an ashcan
More like time bomb
More like a stovepipe
Columbian necktie
I don't want to die, I just wanted to give her the works
Il tuo voto:
Out
No
mm mm mm mm mm my head
mm mm mm mm mm bread
mm mm mm mm mm my head
mm mm mm mm mm bread
Do you see that?
I will run
mm mm mm mm mm head
Must've had some wheat bread
mm mm mm mm mm head
mm mm mm mm bad bread
mm mm mm mm
I will run
mm mm mm
It makes you want to mm
Can't you feel the cold hand mm?
I see mm mm mm mm mm
I can hear the sound of mm
I fell in the roach bed ??
Bad bread
Il tuo voto:
Hosin' out the cab of his pickup truck
He's got his 8-track playin' really f**kin' loud
The one who wouldn't mm his brother 's dead
She's wearin' his bootprint on her forehead
Saw her at the picture show out on the highway
After the fish fry, late last Friday
Havin' a fish fry, number one fish fry
Havin' a fish fry, deeper than a mm mm??
Havin' a fish fry, number one fish fry
The fish fry out by Frenchtown
They say they saw you out there at Frenchtown
They say they saw you out by Frenchtown
Now I f**k you and I hit you with my shoe
And I hide your bloody body in Frenchtown pond
Sometimes you know you want to f**k somebody up
Sometimes you just want to f**k
Il tuo voto:
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