Текст песни Lords Of The New Church - Eat Your Heart Out
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(Bator/James)Listen. A black ride on rodeo drive in your Fiorucci jeans.You know it`s nice when it`s just like ice. When it`s suckedso dry. Chelsea girl in romantic frills. Make sure that you`reseen. Freudian slips on suburban hips. I`m gonna make you cry.Your T.V. set just fades away `causa some kinda static like me.Your daddy ain`t nowhere around. He ain`t paying your bills.Skeletons are coming all down from the attic for tea. Your doktorain`t nowhere around. He ain`t curing your ills. Get yourgirlfriend to make it three. We gotta keep it clean. Play itsafe in your private room. Outta magazines. You think you putthe X in sex, ah honey you`re so mean. You think you`re slick- you know you`re so slick. You don`t need vaseline.Shut up and sit down. Rich bitch - eat your heart out.