I stuck a six-inch gold blade in the head of a girl

she: lying through her teeth, him: on his back

hands off this one, hands off! she cried

grinning at me from hip to hip

hands off, pretty baby, tough bone then so soft to slip

oooh yeah

I stuck a six-inch gold blade in the head of a girl

sharks-fin slices sugar-bed slices that pretty red-head

I love you! now me! I love you!

laughter, laughter

oh baby, those skinny girls, they're so quick to murder

oooh yeah

shake it baby, c'mon, shake, shake it baby

[ad infinitum]