Hang on to Your iq - текст песни
Hang on to Your iq
Chinese masseuse Comes between us Talks in haikus Plastic venus Got a headrush In her pocket Two rubbers two lubes And a silver rocket
Hang on hang on To your iq to your id Hang on hang on To your iq to your id
I'm lonely
Every morning My eyes will open wide I gotta get high Before I go outside Roll another For breakfast Burning clouds around And in my solar plexus
Hang on hang on To your iq to your id Hang on hang on To your iq to your id
I'm lonely
Legs eleven Makes me stay up late Two fat ladies on my back And now it's 88 I'm a fool Whose tool is small It's so miniscule It's no tool at all
Hang on hang on To your iq to your id Hang on hang on To your iq to your id
I'm lonely
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