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You're a low class stripper
Ooh u lookin' trippa
Walkin' down the street
Together we are strong and we always belong, we never break the seem
Breaking down walls afraid to sin our souls that we made a peez
No barriers can hold us away from the life that keeps us pleezed
Strait in to the bones, cuz we like it
The harder as it gets and we pumpin' more sweat you keep us never clean
Livin' on the edge, just to cure us from the trams that put you in the machine
Always standin' broke but we still afford to smile cuz we love the time
A California White lush life is wikked on your rush, you're a glammer swine
We are fashion lined junks, all colorful punks and we dance all night
24/7, we do solariod to heaven and the stakes are high
We do... singing ain't it fun?
As your needle of my fiddle, and I make you queen of soul, oh u sex above
Strait in to the bones, cuz we like it
The harder as it gets and we pumpin' more sweat you keep us never clean
Livin' on the edge, just to cure us from the trams that put you in the machine
Always standin' broke but we still afford to smile cuz we love the time
A California White lush life is wikked on your rush, you're a glammer swine
Ooh u lookin' trippa
Walkin' down the street
Together we are strong and we always belong, we never break the seem
Breaking down walls afraid to sin our souls that we made a peez
No barriers can hold us away from the life that keeps us pleezed
Strait in to the bones, cuz we like it
The harder as it gets and we pumpin' more sweat you keep us never clean
Livin' on the edge, just to cure us from the trams that put you in the machine
Always standin' broke but we still afford to smile cuz we love the time
A California White lush life is wikked on your rush, you're a glammer swine
We are fashion lined junks, all colorful punks and we dance all night
24/7, we do solariod to heaven and the stakes are high
We do... singing ain't it fun?
As your needle of my fiddle, and I make you queen of soul, oh u sex above
Strait in to the bones, cuz we like it
The harder as it gets and we pumpin' more sweat you keep us never clean
Livin' on the edge, just to cure us from the trams that put you in the machine
Always standin' broke but we still afford to smile cuz we love the time
A California White lush life is wikked on your rush, you're a glammer swine
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