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Some Of The People
All Of the Time
Don't Shutter Down Boy
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I'm older than I look but younger than I feel
And more torn than Judas and more dead than real
Some dyslexic queen is coming on to me
Gotta be good, gotta be high, gotta keep it clean yeah
Twenty-first century bitch
Twenty-first century bitch
Shooting fever straight from the hip
Twenty-first century bitch
She comes in my room all passion and regrets
Leaves in the morning all sex and cigarettes
And all your talk, sophisticated sleaze
Gotta get out, getta be quick, just gotta leave yeah
Twenty-first century bitch
Twenty-first century bitch
Shooting fever straight from the hip
Twenty-first century bitch
Twenty-first century bitch
Twenty-first century bitch
Shooting fever straight from the hip
Twenty-first century bitch
So how you feeling when you see them?
So how you feeling when you see them?
Bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch |
