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I'm mean. I'm a mean machine. I gotta be mean. Just a bad human being. This ain't no art from the the bottom of a henhouse floor. Rip out your brains if ya got 'em throw 'em out the door. Cuz I'm mean...I can't nuthin' dull. I got the gloss lustre. I'll massacre your ass as fast as Bull offed Custer. I'm mean...Ya wanna go to the Devil but you don't like the flames. Blood on Satan's Claw is my middle name. Yeah I'm mean...
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Hey let's twist. Do the ultra twist. Stick it in and twist. Do the ultra twist. Recent movements leave one cold. It's big improvement and very bold. Hangin' ten on a shockwave. Hangin' out like the new breed say. Come on let's do it. Do the ultra twist. Jam it in and screw it. Do the ultra twist. Do the ultra twist. Just go like this. Do the ultra twist and bend the trim. The alchemists all recommend. Doin' the ultra twist-it's here to stay. Makes tomorrow look like yesterday. The ultra set now propose. Wear skintight crazy clothes. Spurs that go jingle-jangle-jing and many other shiny indementional things.
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She's got a look on her puss like she was weaned on a pickle. Hands on the handle of her motorsicle. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...She's in a gang on the streets that so hard and slippery. A bang in the teeth with no charge for delivery. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...You wanna get her tail until she purrs. Run your fingers thru her fur. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...Her aplomb is massive and I wondered "Why, how could any poor ass've ever passed her by?" In the nest of the cuckoo bird...In the nest of the cuckoo bird...In the nest of the cuckoo bird. A cockatoo with the googoo lure. In the nest of the cuckoo bird. A huntress with the hoodoo word. Well there ain't no freckles on that fish. You're like Dr. Jekyl with a deathwish. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...
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You look cute in your battery cable jumper. And your railroad spiked heels. With your rearend dipped in rubber. Like a Goodyear without wheels. At the Sado County Auto Show...At the Sado County Auto Show. Can't be late ya gotta go! To the Sado County Auto Show. By your diamond headlights I can see. The tension almost seems. Then you blow a bubble and offer me your jellybean. The enamel of your mind is cracking. Your eyes fully like poached eggs. But I sure wish that I was jacking up the pulleys on those legs.
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I went to the museum and stood on a chair.
Some girl drew a crowd by what she didn't wear. She made everybody look up there. It was a naked girl fallin' down the stairs! Naked girl fallin' down the stairs. Naked girl fallin' down the stairs. All the way down she was up in the air. Naked girl fallin' down the stairs. It was a naked girl right in my face. High class culture all over the place. My watch stopped tickin'...shoes came unlaced. When I watched her trippin' down a staircase. It looked like a mistake at a steeplechase. A busted flywheel at stock car race. I fell in love at a terrible pace. When someone gave her a shove down a staircase. |
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Swing the big eyed rabbit. Swing the pig iron hammer. Baby looks for a girl. Baby's mad at the world. Hunt it down and snatch and gab it. Catch it in the patch and trap it. Grab it by the legs and swing the big eyed rabbit. Ride Sally ride. Bunny tries to hide. Bang bang shoot 'em up. Yum yum eat 'em up. Swing boy swing. Swingin' crazy scene. Swing it against a tree. Swingin' crazy scream.
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Strange love, cutest thing I ever seen
Strange love, cutest thing I ever seen You remind me of somethin' that I have seen in a dream Can I take you out to dinner, some place where we can be alone Can I take you out to dinner, some place where we can be alone Tell you how much I love you, then let me hold you in my arm You asked me there's honey, love to be your honeycomb You asked me there's any honey, I love to be your honeycomb Then when the time is right darling there'll be some lovin' goin' on |
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Well, I tell you sinners, sinners
You're gonna go down there, down there Yeah, you better be right Sinner, you better be right If you ain't right, you're goin' down there You'll end up in the devil's pot of fire Yeah, you'll end up in the devil's pot of fire Yeah, you better be right You'll see the devil, he'll be laughin' You'll see sinners, they'll be cryin' Yeah, you better be right Sinner, you better be right, you better be right If you ain't right, you're goin' down there You'll end up in the devil's pot of fire Yeah, you'll end up in the devil's pot of fire Yeah, you better be right You'll see the devil, he'll be laughin' He'll see sinners, there'll be cryin' Yeah, you better be right Sinner, you better be right, you better be right |
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Hey if you every plan to fly out west,
travel my way, thats the highway thats the best. Chorus: Get your kicks on route sixty-six. Well it winds from Chicago to LA, more than two thousand miles all the way. Chorus. Well you go through Saint Looey Joplin, Missouri, Oklahoma City looks oh so pretty. You'll see Amarillo, Gallup, New Mexico, Flagstaff, Arizona. Don't forget Winona, Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino. Wont you get hip to this kind of tune: When you make that Califronia trip. Chorus. Lets go... Well you go through Saint Looey Joplin, Missouri, Oklahoma City looks oh so pretty. You'll see Amarillo, and Gallup, New Mexico, Flagstaff, Arizona. Don't forget Winona, Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino. Wont you get hip to this kind of tune: When you make that Caladelic trip. Chorus. x3. |
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