| Electric Slim And The Factory Hen |
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| On the street, people call you a foxy girl, |
| Me, I’m loose, like a golden goose, you can have my juice. |
| Steady on soldier, watch what your doing to my girl, |
| Steady on soldier, watch what your doing to my girl. |
| Electric slim, and the factory hen man, they ain’t my kind, |
| At dead of night, like a fiery kite, you’ve been on my mind. |
| Frozen feet on a winter street, man that ain’t your fate, |
| Greased in the sun, California fun, man that’s more my style |
