She's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonight Praying to the light machine She wants my honey, no my money, she's a funky thigh collector Layin' on 'lectric dreams
CHORUS So come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going Come on, come on, if you think we're gonna make it You better hang on to yourself
We can't dance, don't talk much, just ball and play But then we move around like tigers on vaseline The bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar You're the blessed, we're the Spiders from Mars
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