Текст (слова) песни: Cherry Poppin` daddies - Suicide Kings
Don`t like your tone you sound confused Because your ma said I was born too loose I smoke my menthols and sport my rings She don`t like me running with my posse the Suicide Kings Freaky toy girl don`t you crack you whip on me
I`ll take you from your home And give you what you want in a man I got skin smooth as chrome I`ll get you stickier than strawberry jam So don`t you cross me or get sly I`m an American insensitive guy And I don`t give a rat`s ass About polite society or questions of class
Leave a sexy corpse live fast and die young This is what I want to do I`m destiny`s child ride tree or die With suicide superstar cool
The wind is cold the times are hard You`ve got to live before you`re chucked in the sod It`s all a hustle out on the street Black leather gimme tougher skin So that I can compete Ain`t nobody gonna crack that whip
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