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Toyah - Prostitute lyrics
Willcox/Sidelnyc) Fingers cross my lips Drawing pretty maps With my bright red lipstick Pictures of deviation I read in the dictionary That I'm a miscreation A nonconformist Make it quick, make it quick, I make a livin' off-a this This is your fifteen minute call ladies and gentlemen fifteen minutes. Thank you. God you're beatiful. Na na don't use the back breaks honey Forget my lips just let the muscle fix fit Pr..pr..prostitute Pr..pr..prostitute Now don't quote Karl Marx to me What's yours is yours, What's mine is ours When you touch me I feel the media printing porn Across my female form Cigarette burns on your jacksaw chin Come on man I need a girl If you can't do What she can man. They say, when something begins, there is no sin... Na na don't use the back breaks honey Forget my lips just let the muscle fix fit Pr..pr..prostitute Pr..pr..prostitute Come on baby, baby, baby, baby Reach my maturity No bones about it Slow burn speed car racing Three point turn b..b..body tracing we're heading for that wall we're heading for that wall |
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