Текст песни Gang of $

Hey Mr. Dancing, my drink is on a short leash

My mouth is a cold sore display case

Here's a tip, you could take a lot of abuse

If you exchange your skin for leather

All over town they've got these like messenger girls

That ride around on inner tubes

Their asses are all scraped up

Their eyes cold kick me off the bus y'all

One honey donut and your lips are stuck to the seat

You close the door on

My machine girl, woh, you laugh a lot and run around

I'm out of fun and stuck here, down

My machine girl, woh, you laugh a lot and run around

I'm out of fun and stuck here, down
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Another tempting tail in the back

The ghost of my mom is in the telephone

Look at that blind evil Rapunzel

Taking care of the guy who beat her up

Ooh, I hope you call soon nothing's right

I cab it to the bathtub

Sugar and wine, a dozen sharks

And a bar of soap, of course

One honey donut and your lips are stuck to the seat

You close the door on

My machine girl, woh, you laugh a lot and run around

I'm out of fun and stuck here, down

My machine girl, woh, you laugh a lot and run around

I'm out of fun and stuck here, down