| In the back seat of your car she undid her yellow blouse
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| She did a dance on the rooftop
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| Then pulled the rainbows black tongue out
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| She had discotheque at the edge of the wild cliffs
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| Where the sunset’s a postcard hung upwhere the sky is ripped
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| Where oblivion is passed out drunk again
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| Where the abyss sings about bliss like it’s a pickup line he’s telling to an
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| againg whore
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| Princess Skullface we’re in love
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| Your perfume s mells like bulldozed homes
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| When we kiss you sweat napalm
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| Your body’s a flaming jungle
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| We made it throught 2004
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| Welcome to 2005
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| Are you gonna slit our throat?
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| And tell us it’s a sexy smile?
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| So c’mon, dance in the garden of static flowers
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| So cmon, love in the lace bed filled with land mines…
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| Princess Skullface your countryside palace looks a bit like a shitty studio
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| apartment with a view of a parking lot
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| And the lines in your face look like congested freeways
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| And the jewels around your neck are about as heavy as a million dollar credit
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| card debt
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| Princess Skullface you’re a fraud
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| Your perfume’s got me all worked up
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| Your tits are two toxic balloons
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| Painted up red, white, and blue
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| We made it through 2004
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| Welcome to 2005
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| I love pretty fireworks
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| What a precious valentine |