Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel,
Grimy as
I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice,
I
Please clean the plates, dear.
The Lord above can see ya.
Don't
Hello! Hooray! Let the show begin,
I've been ready.
Hello! Hooray! Let
I love the dead before they're cold
They're bluing flesh for
Mary-Ann, I'm really crazy bout you, deed i am
i just
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
Until they
Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa
Sick things in cars rotate round my stars
Sick things,My things
Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair,
Aching to get me.
Sticky
Finally got a ride from some broad down from Santa