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Whats this odd game thats all over the airwaves?
Its their loose lips that laid me so sick with an ear
pinned down on your chest
And all I heard were sighs from that shotgun
that she hides so well under that dress
My my what an awful mess
Does that dress fit alright?
I wanna know why it falls off and on
Are you ok baby?
Hopefully Mississippi will lynch you like it did me...
Im a cabaret
A champagne caf
Everyone uses to celebrate
But Im just not ready to rot and dance and laugh
to the sweetest death I ever had
My my you look awful with a mouthful
Of sex like drugs
but I just cant seem to switch off this machine
That turns ivory into kerosene
Does that dress fit alright?
I wanna know why it falls off and on
Are you ok baby?
Hopefully New York City will lose you like it did me
Ive got glass eyes that has dined so many times
with thighs and sighs that scream I got to get mine.