by George Watsky on album Cardboard Castles
[Intro] [Verse 1] Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job Love you if you love a car for the road trips Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar Where the doctor had to pull out a
by Watsky on album All You Can Do: Live From The Regency
Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job Love you if you love a car for the road trips Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips Cuz you
by Watsky on album Cardboard Castles
Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job Love you if you love a car for the road trips Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips Cuz you
by Watsky on album Cardboard Castles
Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job Love you if you love a car for the road trips Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips Cuz you
by Watsky on album Cardboard Castles
Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job Love you if you love a car for the road trips Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips Cuz you
by Watsky on album Cardboard Castles
Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job Love you if you love a car for the road trips Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips Cuz you
by Watsky on album All You Can Do: Live From the Regency
Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job Love you if you love a car for the road trips Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips Cuz you
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds Live: No Time for Tuning
Well I thought... That I meant something to you But now I see that it's untrue I guess you must have slept With every guy you ever met But I'm gonna get you back If its the last thing I ever do The
by Sloppy Seconds on album V.M.Live Presents Blanks '77/ Submachine/ Pink Lincolns / Sloppy Seconds
Crawling from the wreckage walking through the wasteland searching for a sign of life another lonely spaceman Jet pack of my back helmet on my head laser in my shoulder holster then somebody said Do
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds / The Vindictives
I love lesbians more than anyone So why don't lesbians love me? I want lesbians, each and every one So why don't lesbians want me? It turns me on the way They all wear sexy lingerie And string bikini
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds Live: No Time for Tuning
Crawling from the wreckage Walking through the wasteland Searching for a sign of life Another lonely spaceman Jet pack of my back Helmet on my head Laser in my shoulder holster Then somebody said Do
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds Live: No Time for Tuning
Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick Pop my dick, you son of a bitch!
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds Live: No Time for Tuning
Who can take a sunrise Sprinkle it in dew Cover it in chocolate and a miracle or two? The candyman The candyman can The candyman can cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good Who ca
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds Live: No Time for Tuning
Don't play football We play Fenders We chop fish in kitchen blenders We're a disgrace to our gender We're the men! Always together night and day It makes our girlfriends think we're gay But who needs
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds Live: No Time for Tuning
Oil up your shotgun for the time of your life And tell the wife that you won't be home tonight Lock up your daughters in the hickory shack And jump in the back of my pick-up truck, all right We're g
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds Live: No Time for Tuning
Now once upon a time In this village of the damned I took my shot at greatness And the goddamn gun was jammed So I'm in a drunken state 'Cause I can't take life straight And if I dull my eyes enough T
by Sloppy Seconds on album Sloppy Seconds Live: No Time for Tuning
I'm tired of runnin' form the CIA, tired of runnin' from the CIA, tired of runnin' from the CIA And I'm goin' down for a suicide ride, and ain't nobody gonna take me alive Because I got no time to ru
by Sloppy Seconds on album Endless Bummer
I wish I was in High School, where all the girls are hot I wish they were at my school, but they were really not They didn't dress in leather, they didn't dye their hair They didn't sle
by Sloppy Seconds on album Endless Bummer
Don't tell me Don't tempt me I'll drink 'till the bottles' empty I'm not in denial, so don't put my life on trial I never asked for your opinion I never asked for yo