Rob Zombie - Pussy Liquor (Live) | Текст песни

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Baby :
Gimme a be
Gimme a A
Gimme a be
Gimme a why

What's that spell?
What's that spell?
What's that spell?

Cheerleader: Baby

Earl had a baby
Baby was her name
He knew she was crazy
Tiny was the same
Down behind the shed
Slaughtering the hog
Slice along the belly
Feed it to the dog

one, two, three who should I kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill
one, two, three what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you

Pussy Liquor
Make ya sicker
Pussy Liquor
Do it quicker

[Repeat x2]
Baby: Yeah we liked to get fucked up
Goober: Yeah I like to get fucked up too
Baby: Yeah I bet you do

Tim had a baby
Otis was his name
White as a ghost totally insane
Otis loves the girls
Young and clean
Drowning in a bucket of gasoline

one, two, three who should I kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill
one, two, three what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you

Pussy Liquor
Make ya sicker
Pussy Liquor
Do it quicker

[Repeat x2]
Baby: Yeah we liked to get fucked up
Goober: Yeah I like to get fucked up too
Baby: Yeah I bet you do

Don't you know something
They won't tell
C'mon man
Send them to a hell
Burnin' in the house
Spirits are alive
A tongue lashing mama
Help em to survive

one, two, three who should I kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill
one, two, three what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you

Pussy Liquor
Make ya sicker
Pussy Liquor
Do it quicker

Songwriters
ZOMBIE, ROB / HUMPHREY, SCOTT

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