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shivaree — Pimp

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The cannibal king with the big nose ring Fell in love with a sweet young maid And every night by the pale moonlight This...
Well I think I hate you Isn't this fun You're gonna shoot And I darling loaded the gun I think I'm done...
Your bones are going to be disconnected You daring lousy guy Your throat is going to be exploded And I'm still being...
She does raindances When she's feeling dry North train track woman Got her arms in the sky And she's...
I think I love you I think I love you I think I love you Oh no, oh no, oh no Oh no, oh oh no I...
It's not black enough to see where any white is So I'll wait another hour for you and your designer jeans And I remember you as...
There's a nail in the door And there's glass on the lawn Tacks on the floor And the TV is on And I always sleep...
I don't care you can do most anything I am on a string and you can lead me anywhere I'll go there willingly Some may say...
Look who's pulling up outside With a trunk full of fun and a European ride Heard that you were going far away And we are...
What have I done with the baby tonight Every one wants to play The phone just stopped ringing I forgot how to sing...


Look who's pulling up outside
With a trunk full of fun and a European ride
Heard that you were going far away
And we are all so happy son
That we were on the way

You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone
We know that you're working for the devil
Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones



Stood in line to get burned
Hey baby doll
Your reservation is confirmed
Tell the boss I've got her on the way
And he said with a smile
That's the seventh one today

You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone
We know that you're working for the devil
Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones

How'd you get so mean and nasty
I didn't want you to come to my party anyway



He's going to play you a dream
Dress you up in chocolate
And finish you with cream
Squeeze you till you're warm and woozy
And then pop you on the saddle of a silver moto guzzi

You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone
We know that you're working for the devil
Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones




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