Wednesday, December 11, 2013

vulgar



Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine.

Your remember how we first met,
Maybe, time is a subset,
Between worlds that haven’t been discovered yet,
Relative in theory but the proof is in the conquest.
I know, it sounds like physics,
But really just talking about bitches,
Get em to dance and watch how their ass twitches,
Rest of the night play perfect, cause you’re both fictitious.
What time is it? 3 am it aint time to go,
I know your friend is cute, but she kinda slow,
And I know yall in the bathroom snortin hella blow,
That’s ok; just tell me when yall are ready to start the freak show.
Yeah baby it feels good but Keep your hands still,
Can’t you see I’m trying to control this vehicle?
Double vision double stacked syrup and pills,
Wait a minute let me get control of this wheel.

“And I can feel it in my bones
I'm gonna spend my whole life alone
It's fuck and run, fuck and run
Even when I was seventeen
Fuck and run, fuck and run
Even when I was twelve”

Save up your pennies and nickels,
This whiskey has me limping like a cripple,
Pardon my nipples, it is cold outside,
It sucks when you have no heat in your ride,
And Jeremy asked if I had my heat on my side,
I said I ‘m done with that life, besides,
You got two babies at home,
With a woman I wouldn’t trust to be alone
Crazy bitches fuck so good,
Cause they’ve rode every car in the hood,
On her wedding she blew the best man cause she could,
What’s the matter Riviera?
What’s the trouble with Sarah?
Something is stuck in your hair, uh
Maybe you should go look in the mirror.
Frosted tips,
And chapped lips,
Knows how to work her ass and hips,
I don’t give ever tip,
Unless it’s from my wrapped dick.
Cheddar.

“And I can feel it in my bones
I'm gonna spend my whole life alone
It's fuck and run, fuck and run
Even when I was seventeen
Fuck and run, fuck and run
Even when I was twelve”

Chorus Liz Phair and Patti Smith

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