Paroles de Obscene Queen Bee
Cigarettes,Choking pets,
How you gonna pay the rent
Now that all of your money's gone?
I know you,
You know me,
We met at the cemetery
Digging ditches and turning up stones
Oh, my, my,
Obscene queen bee
I wish I knew the cure for the disease, which causes you to be so cold
A wet dream,
A magazine,
Fantasies and make-believes,
My headless chicken's going to get stoned
And Paris it is too full of rage,
Undercover,
Center-stage,
Voulez-vous coucher with this animal
Oh, my, my, . . .
A broken string,
A wedding ring,
Behind a fence I have no sense
For what the neighbors think of self-control
Oh, my, my, . . .
We met at the cemetery
Digging ditches and turning up stones
Oh, my, my,
Obscene queen bee
I wish I knew the cure for the disease, which causes you to be so cold
A wet dream,
A magazine,
Fantasies and make-believes,
My headless chicken's going to get stoned
And Paris it is too full of rage,
Undercover,
Center-stage,
Voulez-vous coucher with this animal
Oh, my, my, . . .
A broken string,
A wedding ring,
Behind a fence I have no sense
For what the neighbors think of self-control
Oh, my, my, . . .
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