Shoot The Freak - Hell On Heels | Текст песни

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I met my baby in a bathroom stall
I wore my fishnets, distressed, I wanted offed
Don't need a savior hunny, I need your money
I'll give you gold, babe, if you pretend to love me

Caught up in a corner sale
You said the lips were ten
But I got five wishin' I felt alive to catch your lick

I get you down on your back
I see the chariot burn in the breeze
And the cinderella go, go, go

I'll get you down on your knees, knees, knees
I'll be bleeding your heart as fast as your heart can beat
Please, don't need a savior hunny, I need your money
I'll give you gold, babe, if you pretend to love me

Maybe I'll bargain with you
I am a gentle thing
So let's make a trade and stake some dirty pain for pain

I get you down on your back
I see the chariot burn in the breeze
And the cinderella go, go, go

I get you

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