Paroles de The Candy Machine And My Girlfriend
thugs with drugs and clubs and pubs and barsthe entertainment and arts
the give the take the wakin up on trains
the fruits they flared in the flames
the green grapes and the grain
and all the dances we learned
the twist the turn the give yourself a perm
the callogen in your kiss
the limpwrists always make the sweetest fists
she's perched atop the pillow in her booth
she says it's 20 if i'm sposed to tell the truth
after 40 then i went down on your wounds with scotch and soda
the sticky sharks and the steamy saunas
pock marked pervs and the pink pirhanas
credit card chicks takin cash advances
lovers in the lockdown under shady circumstances
the flirty from the dirty dancers
and new rochelle is for the new romantics
she says i'm scratched up on glass
and i'm so strapped for cash it goes through me so fast
i can't go back to cali, stuck in milwaukee
we drank on the roof and we pissed on the city
heschers hangin on the hoods of the cars first she gets off then she tries to undress you
and you wake up and you don't know how your hand got in the tapedeck
a skimpy outfit for a lousy paycheck
and new rochelle is full of bloody car wrecks
the callogen in your kiss
the limpwrists always make the sweetest fists
she's perched atop the pillow in her booth
she says it's 20 if i'm sposed to tell the truth
after 40 then i went down on your wounds with scotch and soda
the sticky sharks and the steamy saunas
pock marked pervs and the pink pirhanas
credit card chicks takin cash advances
lovers in the lockdown under shady circumstances
the flirty from the dirty dancers
and new rochelle is for the new romantics
she says i'm scratched up on glass
and i'm so strapped for cash it goes through me so fast
i can't go back to cali, stuck in milwaukee
we drank on the roof and we pissed on the city
heschers hangin on the hoods of the cars first she gets off then she tries to undress you
and you wake up and you don't know how your hand got in the tapedeck
a skimpy outfit for a lousy paycheck
and new rochelle is full of bloody car wrecks
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