y'all r dumb!!!!!
Sucking on my titties like you wantin' me callin' me. Huh, what? Right
Huh, what? Right
Like Sex on The Beaches? What Else is in the Teaches of Peaches?
Who will save your soul when it comes to the flowers now Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you wont save your own?
We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them The cops want someone to bust down on orleans avenue Another day, another dollar, another war, another tower Went up to where the homeless had their homes So we pray to as many different gods are there are flowers But we call religion our friend Were so worried about saving our souls Afraid that God will take his toll that we forget to begin but
Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill You got social security, but that dont pay your bills There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay So you bargain with the devil, say youre o.k. for today You say that you love them, take their money and run Say, its been swell, sweetheart, but it was just one of those things Those flings, those strings youve got to cut So get out on the streets, girls, and bust your butts
Instantly 1# hit.
"i'm not creative at all"
That will be an awesome song.