Tuesday, September 13, 2011

The beautiful ones

Here they come, the beautiful ones,
loved up,
Doved up,
hung around,
stoned in a lonely town
shaking their meat to the beat,
High on diesel and gasoline, psycho for drum machine
shaking their bits to the hits,

Here they come, the beautiful ones.
You don't think about it,
You don't do without it,
because you're beautiful,
And if your baby's going crazy
that's how you made me,


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