Extraordinary Magnitude

Extraordinary Magnitude - Chemical Woman lyrics

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I was rock'n real close to the bass bin

while look'n for a chick ta' put my face in

when I saw a little hottie that looked so tight

hoped that she was down ta' mack on all night

alright from a distance she looked real thin

so I swooped in, with a fat grin

she smiled at me and I smiled back

then off to the corner so that we could ...

I said hi and then she went off

talk'n so fast I thought she'd never stop

then I quickly realized that she was tweak'n

and reak'n, of crystal meth

it was on her breath

(Dude that chick smelled like feet!)

when her spracker teeth leaned in ta' kiss me 

I dissed thee and prepared ta' flee

(Buga, buga, bugack, bugack!)

when she asked what was wrong 

she cold scratched her head

just ta' get away, this is what I said:


Chemical Woman ... stay away from me

Chemical Woman ... go brush you teeth

Chemical Woman ... go get some sleep

Chemical Woman ... smoke your tweak!


I spent a long time with a girlfriend

we were best friends, until the bitter end (biatch!)

happy two, forever true, I dug her

never saw, her grinding jaw, I loved her

she acted strange and I asked her why

allergies and coffee beans is what she implied

(Man how could you not know that chick was a basshead?)

cause her nice behind, it kept me blind

how could I tell she was addicted ta' coke smoke

how could I know she was live'n ta' smoke coke

too much love, like a tool I'm a real fool

everybody knew except me cause I'm old school

dank smoke'n, bowl toke'n, stoner I'm clueless

(Yo we aint down with crack ho's!)

and she knew this!

after a while she seemed ta' hit a real low

up all night anorexic like a bean pole

gums flap, forever yap, nag happy, useless

had ta' say goodbye her legs were look'n like toothpicks

had ta' leave my lady sad and she's sad back

told my lady she was shady brain fried she's whack


Hook


Why can't you fuck'n quit that... crystal meth?

Don't you know that it will ruin your breasts?

Why can't you fuck'n quit that... crack cocaine?

Don't you see that you will ruin your brain?

Why can't you fuck'n stop, smoking them rocks?

Don't you know that you will lose what you got?

(Bugack!)

Strawberry! Strawberry!

She's a mighty fine strawberry!

Strawberry! Strawberry!

She's a very, very strawberry!

Strawberry! Strawberry!

B-b-beatch!!!
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