Sick & Beautiful Paroles

Sqeeze me like your lemon, then mix with alcohol.
Shake me hard then down me,
you're sick and beautiful.
You're gravy with gasoline and wicked with whipping cream.
I need a quick fix, I'm flashing like an instamatic,
crusted like a worn out penthouse, your junk is habitual,
you're sick and you're beautiful.
Bounce me hard and dunk me, I'm just your basketball.
Lay me up then heave-ho,
you're sick and beautiful.
Peel the bandage slowely, it's psychological.
You're napalm with novacain, a kite in a hurricane.
I need a quick fix, I'm flashing like an instamatic,
crusted like a worn out penthouse, your junk is habitual,
you're sick and you're beautiful.
Leave me in a ditch like roadkill, or maybe we could switch the driver.
Have some mercy and Kevorkian me to sleep.
You're cockroack with cabetnet, but taste like a Milky Way.
You're gravy with gasoline and wicked with whipping cream.
I need a quick fix, I'm flashing like an instamatic, you're sick and you're beautiful.