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BFLM
02:20
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Grew up sweet and squeaky clean
Butter wouldnt melt on her thighs
there was something lurking
Beneath those deep brown eyes
Graduated went on to get a degree
Her parents thought the rest, was, history
HEY HEY
Wanna beer fueled love machine
HEY HEY
From the 21st century
HEY HEY
Theres someone always asking me
HEY HEY
Wanna beer fueled love machine
At 22 she got her first tattoo
And her nips pierced twice
Followed by tequila no ice
The offspring sang "i want you bad"
Makes me wish they never had
She's got a PHD in debauchery
HEY HEY
Wanna beer fueled love machine
HEY HEY
From the 21st century
HEY HEY
Theres someone always asking me
HEY HEY
Wanna beer fueled love machine
Wanna beer fueled love machine
Shes got a beer fueled love machine
Wanna beer feueled love machine
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2. |
Cinderella Ramone
02:21
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She bought a telescope
now she's sighting ufo's
i'm too close for her to see me
she likes the guys with the x-ray eyes
tight pants and the power to fly
is it me or her neurosis
Cinderella ramone
there's no one home
She went on a mission to venus
when her drugs were intravenous
off her face and off the planet
she got religion and she got it bad
it was the worst day she ever had
is it me or her neurosis
Cinderella ramone
there's no one home
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3. |
Grass Skirts
03:33
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She asked me when did new wave stop being new
She hated talking heads and blondie too
The 80's came with their new romance
But she don't do frills or stretchy pants
RaRa skirts don't cut it no more
It was 2010 not 1984
Watching happy days on her vhs
Fonzarelli wears denim and fonzy knows best
she's got.....
Jeans, skinny fit, boot cut,
Jeans, stone wash, pin stripe
Jeans, black, white, drainpipes anything you like she's got em.
Hypocrite from the outside in
She takes her tonic with a splash of gin
She don't do drugs as a point of fact
Crack is for assholes and don't forget that
It's all about the denim and the rock n roll
Three chord tricks, joan jett and the quo
One more time incase you forgot
There's just one thing that hits the spot
She's got...........
Jeans, skinny fit, boot cut,
Jeans, stone wash, pin stripe
Jeans, black, white, drainpipes anything you like she's got em.
Grass skirts and hawaiian shirts
Oh baby how your lovin' hurts
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4. |
Billy
03:51
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They call him Billy one mate, he's a son of a bitch
She's his only friend. She's filthy rich
He's a bit of a tosser between me and you
But he comes across all smarmy and smooth
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
From the B to the I to the double L Y
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
Your a capital T double O L
Hey Billy, Billy boy
From the B to the I to the double L Y
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
Your a casualty
Billy's in the club and he's giving it some
He really loves that bass n' drum
They all turn around and laugh in his face
You dumbass Billy it's drum n' bass
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
From the B to the I to the double L Y
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
Your a capital T double O L
Hey Billy, Billy boy
From the B to the I to the double L Y
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
Your a casualty
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY!!
HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY!!!
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
From the B to the I to the double L Y
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
Your a capital T double O L
Hey Billy, Billy boy
From the B to the I to the double L Y
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy
Your a casualty
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy (whoa)
From the B to the I to the double L Y
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy (whoa)
Your a capital T double O L
Hey Billy, Billy boy (whoa)
From the B to the I to the double L Y
She said
Hey Billy, Billy boy (whoa)
Your a casualty
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5. |
Reality T.V
05:00
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Aint saying i got something against you
Aint saying that i wouldn't want to
Bored of breathing down the telephone
You better hang up now or just leave us alone
It's a dream to be on page one
Don't want page three, it's already been done
It's not about your haircut or piercing your tongue
Or who's that weeks number one
Make your own reality
Like the ones you see on T.V screens
It dosn't if, it's truth or fiction
Reality, is a contradiction
Make your own reality
Like the ones you see on T.V screens
It dosn't if, it's truth or fiction
Reality, is a contradiction
Just wanna see my face in the sun
Like a kid with a loaded gun
Lets give em all and hell and see
Victims of Reality T.V
Just wanna see my face in the sun
Like a kid with a loaded gun
Just give em all and hell and see
Victims of Reality T.V
I said, Make your own, reality
Victims of reality T.V
I said, Make your own, reality
It's not about Brad or Angelina, or some teenage bitch who's named Sabrina
What do you think about getting some? Seems more important when your getting none
Are we living in peacefull times? Or are we waging wars on the inside?
What we gonna do when the planets collide? Better call the doctor, he can save time
Make your own reality
Like the ones you see on T.V screens
It dosn't if, it's truth or fiction
Reality, is a contradiction
Just wanna see my face in the sun
Like a kid with a loaded gun
Let's give em all and hell and see
Victims of Reality T.V
Make your own reality
Like the ones you see on T.V screens
It dosn't if, it's truth or fiction
Reality, is a contradiction
Just wanna see my face in the sun
Like a kid with a loaded gun
Let's give em all and hell and see
Victims of Reality T.V
I said, Make your own, reality
Victims of reality T.V
I said, Make your own, reality
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6. |
Man Up
02:55
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Put em up
Or shut your mouth
Man up or shut, you lost it your loosing and now your believing that she was the one
Thought that you should know, it's real on my radio
Just couldn't take it, decided to fake it and now your believing that this is the truth
Thought that you cold see, it all comes back to me
Happy new romance, dancing in your underpants, with your MDMA crystals and alcohol
Aint so second chance, 'cos the shit just hit the fan, now your on your own who you gonna call?
Woo-Hoo!
Just couldn't take it, decided to fake it and now your believing that this is the truth
Thought that you could see, it all comes back to me
Man up or shut, you lost it your loosing and now your believing that she was the one
Thought that you should know, it's real on my radio
Happy new romance, dancing in your underpants, with your MDMA crystals and alcohol
Aint so second chance, 'cos the shit just hit the fan, now your on your own who you gonna call?
Can't change can't change your twisted mind
Do it to much and you'll go blind
Happy new romance, dancing in your underpants, with your MDMA crystals and alcohol
Aint so second chance, 'cos the shit just hit the fan, now your on your own who you gonna call?
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7. |
Sombrero Song
03:29
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This ain't no heavy metal song
makes me think of bubble gum
tastes so great but don't last long
and you can't wear it in the sun
Sombrero where have you gone ?
La la la la lala
Mi Amigo A number one
You might find it strange that we sing about hats
but there's no finer hat than that
looks fantastic with a tash
worth more than any gold or cash
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8. |
Jelly Tots
02:06
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Don't wanna be a jelly tot thanks, i'd rather be a star bar, or a creme egg thats filled with goo
Yes it's true
Because you melt me in your arms, and you smother me with your charms, and it feels good
Just like a 99'er
Your so sugary warm and sweet, i'd even eat you off the street, cos to me, there's nothing finer
Than a warm vagina
Your snuggily warm and smooth, and if i shaved off all those pubes, looks like a pink snail, been wedged, inside her
You might think that this song is rude, but incase you misheard or misunderstood, to me, there's nothing finer
Than a warm vagina
Vagina, vagina vagina YEAH
Vagina, vagina vagina YEAH
Vagina, vagina vagina YEAH
Vagina, vagina vagina YEAH
To me, there's nothing finer
Than a warm vagina
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