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Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done? Dum, dum, dum it´s the sound of my gun Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done? Dum, dum, dum it´s the sound Janie?s got a gun Janie?s got a gun Her

Hey j-j-jaded, you got your mama?s style But you´re yesterday´s child to me So jaded You think that´s where it´s at But is that where it´s supposed to be You´re gettin? it all over me and serrated My my baby

I´m ready ready as anybody can be I´m ready ready as anybody can be Now I´m ready for you I hope you´re ready for me I got an axe handle pistol on a graveyard frame That shoot tombstone bullets wearin´

«Play» Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet Work that, lemme see you drip sweat Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet Work that, lemme see you drip sweat Gon play with it Gon play with it Gon

I´m down a one way street With a one night stand With a one track mind Out in no man?s land (The punishment sometimes don´t seem to fit the crime) Yeah there´s a hole in my soul But one thing

When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride ?Til I get to the bottom And I see you againyeah yeah yeah

Shocking Psychedelic sandwich Any way you can feel it You shouldn?t try to conceal it, baby You got to make up your mind Any way I can steal it Any way you can deal it to me You know the

Got to get a grip Skin and bones it ain´t such a pity If you think I´m vain better shut ya lip I can´t explain how to be a fat city You gotta live large, gotta let it rip Skin

Yeah, yeah If I could change the world Like a fairy tale I would drink the love From your Holy Grail I would start with love Tell ol? Beelzebub To get outta town Cause you just lost your job How

Gotta find a way yeah I cant wait another day aint nothing gonna change if we stay around here gotta do what it takes cause its all in our hands we all make mistakes yeah but its never too late

The day rolls in, the night rolls out Desire rules without a doubt The heart beats fast, you salivate And when you come it won´t be late I guess by now you got the score A little taste you want

I got a rip in my pants and a hole in my brand new shoes I got a Margarita nose and breath full of Mad Dog Booze I got the fever, fever, fever, fever They, they threw me outta jail

I was a young man Whose Intentions were good Kept my hands in my pockets The way that I should I soon found out They got a mind of their own Beginning to think I had a heart Made of

You´re so bad you´re so bad you´re so You´re so bad you´re so bad You think you´re in love Like it´s a real sure thing But every time you fall You get your ass in a sling You used to