The Mojo Apostles
The Mojo Apostles - Butterfly Tattoo songtekst
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On the outskirts of Hayward, In a brand new double wide trailer, Lives the subject of this greasy little tale. She said her name was Nicolette. But she looked more like a Wanda. Ten thirty Tuesday morning Dawn had came without a warning No sunlight through the tinfoil, could seep through And that is just how Wanda Sue Excuse me Nicollette liked it. I got the feeling And oh her face is peeling From the first light on her white fishbelly skin Sweet Walmart madonna Perfumed in Porcelana I long to see the moonlight shine on you Shining on your shattered teeth And bouncing off that butterfly tattoo. Mom and dad wouldn't understand If I dragged you home with a ring on your hand But I find myself still knockin' On your tilted trailer door To kiss that butterfly tattoo Dreaming of a butterfly tattoo In the San Francisco weekly She wields her own mystique She says lactating single mother Offers sensual massage That's one way To teach your kids about sharing I got the feeling And oh her face is peeling From the first light on her white fishbelly skin Sweet Walmart madonna Perfumed in Porcelana I long to see the moonlight shine on you Shining on your shattered teeth And bouncing off that butterfly tattoo Well, shining on your shattered teeth And bouncing off that butterfly tattoo.