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Lizard flicked his tongue at the chowder queen She was concentrating straddling his need I knocked over my inhibitions Mona needs attention so she licks the mic Marty's on guitar says yeah, that's my wife He's a bad excuse for a Hollywood musician Time trippin' after sex Smoke a load of someone else's Mess my hair up
CHORUS: Hey Bardealer You be my healer Somebody get me out of the hole I'm in I'll be d*mned I'm diggin' this band Everybody's bombed here at the Dresden
Betty's bending over She knows she's bad She'll make the money cuz they like her as* She sends 'em c*cktails on intuition I'm stuck to the vinyl 'til I'm asked to dance by a gold chained foreigner with satin pants He moves in with blind ambition Time trippin' after sex Smoke a load of someone else's mess my mind up
REPEAT CHORUS