Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pimp, artist - Shivaree. Album song I Oughtta Give You A Shot In The Head For Making Me Live In This Dump, in the genre Рок
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Pimp |
Look who’s pulling up outside |
With a trunk full of fun and a European ride |
Heard that you were going far away |
And we are all so happy son |
That we were on the way |
You’re a back stabbing Hollywood pimp |
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone |
We know that you’re working for the devil |
Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones |
Stood in line to get burned |
Hey baby doll |
Your reservation is confirmed |
Tell the boss I’ve got her on the way |
And he said with a smile |
That’s the seventh one today |
You’re a back stabbing Hollywood pimp |
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone |
We know that you’re working for the devil |
Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones |
How’d you get so mean and nasty |
I didn’t want you to come to my party anyway |
He’s going to play you a dream |
Dress you up in chocolate |
And finish you with cream |
Squeeze you till you’re warm and woozy |
And then pop you on the saddle of a silver moto guzzi |
You’re a back stabbing Hollywood pimp |
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone |
We know that you’re working for the devil |
Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones |