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you want a of me?
i'm like a razor
i'm like a pound of blubber smothering a grenade
are the days when the tv always stays on
the show running after the audience has all gone home

i'm like a
with this taste for
without the makeup and the cape i'm just a fucking
these are the nights that of us will live to forget
lying face down as the monkeys down...

she's one of the
pounding that all night
when the and all the makeup dries...
(you first in line)

you a piece of me?
then join the chain
i'm a fucking band leader for the hit parade
i'm like a speaker and i speak like a cracker
these are the trip
and i'm a gun
and the burning tires
the burning
the have come
i did not it
'til i it, then i had to see it

did you know my motherfucking (motherfucking) hero?
the wind beneath my wings is burnt and
oh...mmm

you want a of me? well, come one!