Bouncer`s Conversation |
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Bouncer`s Conversation Lyrics |
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Dressed all in her evening clothes? She`s dying `Cause her boyfriend didn`t show up Pull her out of line Stick her in a waiting room And ignore her `Til her face gets really bloated And I wonder what it`s like To be suckin` all the time You never get it right And you`re never gonna win And your ass is on your face And your life is such a waste And there`s sugar Leanin` in the window See that amazon? Her head looks like its connected to her shoulders They look like little boulders Turn her `round and `round Take a mental picture of her naked Inebriated Face down on the linoleum And I wonder what it`s like To be suckin` all the time You never get it right And you`re never gonna win And your ass is on your face And your life is such a waste And there`s sugar Walkin` to the dressing room What would I give to be her Joyride, daddy-o, tonight And I wonder what it`s like To be suckin` all the time You never get it right And you`re never gonna win And your ass is on your face And your life is such a waste And there`s sugar Headin` to the barrio With a faggot on her left And a faggot on her right And my dick is getting limp `Cause the chicks all suck tonight And the band is such a bore And I`ve seen it all before And there`s sugar Making me a video What would I give to be her Joyride, daddy-o, tonight |
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