Machine Gun Fellatio

Machine Gun Fellatio - Trouble maker lyrics

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There's a scream and a shout
I know what that's all about
Get in the limousine baby
My trouble maker
Long cigarettes short skirt fishnets
Get in the limousine baby
My trouble maker

Can't stop turnin' it upside down
Can't stop turnin' it inside out
Can't stop turnin' it upside down

Don't crush the mink
Sit down pour yourself a drink
Here's yr magazine baby
My trouble maker
In the mirror over there
Have a line and fix yr hair
Your only 17 maybe but you're
My trouble maker

She's boarderline psychotic
She stole my gin and tonic
Her every more's hypnotic
Her looks are so exotic
She's like some cool narcotic
Her every mov'es hypnotic

We glide thur the night
She's my gift-wrapped gelignite
She's my hallowe'en baby
My trouble maker
Something heaven-sent
Some devil-made experiment
I ain't ashamed of you baby
You're my trouble maker
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Festival Mushroom Records

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Released in: 2004

Language: English

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