Sticks and stones can’t break my bones
But you can’t find my erogenous zone
Who’s been sleeping in my bed?
Didn’t have time to give me some head
Look at your eyes, it’s bloodshot red
I like it hard when it comes to bread
Who’s been toying your Barbie doll?
I can’t trace this his ten mile crawl
I want my bleached streaks
I’m gonna get my streaks bleached
I want my bleached streaks
I’m gonna get my streaks bleached
Are you certain that it’s true?
Is it purple is it blue?
You got a tick and its chewing your lipstick
I got mine addicted to Vicks
What’s with your cross dress patrol?
Come out of your closet you got no soul
Close all the lights and summon all ghosts
Can’t wait to be possessed and be its host
Leave me some you sexy glutton
Fuck it, just don’t forget my stipend
Pedicab: Bleached streaks
Aug 2, 2007
Posted by Webmaster at 1:29 AM
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