歌曲 | Creepshow |
歌手 | Skid Row |
专辑 | Slave To The Grind |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Affuso, Bolan, Hill | |
Zoned out afternoon | |
Let's catch "who's on top of whom" | |
Tell it like it is 'cause it isn't it anyway | |
Much to my surprise | |
I caught it right between the thighs | |
My sweet little sister wasn't layin' me away | |
Well my jaw dropped dead to the table | |
She put my cool in shock | |
Crack kills and blood spills, baby | |
But psychos, dykes and transvestites | |
Are on the choppin' block, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel 'cause | |
I can't believe that | |
I dug youShe filled my boots with lead | |
Was it something that | |
I saidA picture paints a thousand ugly words | |
Baby's acting tough | |
Check out my fisticuffs | |
Well that's just what she deserves | |
But I can't flip from the station | |
I can't unplug what is done | |
Her six foot deep temptation | |
She nicked my shin, and then she kicks me in | |
And then she buried me for fun, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel 'cause | |
I can't believe | |
I dug you, no | |
Well my jaw dropped dead to the table | |
She put my cool in shock | |
Crack kills and blood spills baby | |
But psychos, dykes and transvestites | |
Are on the choppin' block, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel 'cause | |
I can't believe | |
I dug you, oh no no no no | |
Out on, she was spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel 'cause | |
I can't believe | |
I can't believe, you know | |
I really can't believe, oh no no no |
zuo ci : Affuso, Bolan, Hill | |
Zoned out afternoon | |
Let' s catch " who' s on top of whom" | |
Tell it like it is ' cause it isn' t it anyway | |
Much to my surprise | |
I caught it right between the thighs | |
My sweet little sister wasn' t layin' me away | |
Well my jaw dropped dead to the table | |
She put my cool in shock | |
Crack kills and blood spills, baby | |
But psychos, dykes and transvestites | |
Are on the choppin' block, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel ' cause | |
I can' t believe that | |
I dug youShe filled my boots with lead | |
Was it something that | |
I saidA picture paints a thousand ugly words | |
Baby' s acting tough | |
Check out my fisticuffs | |
Well that' s just what she deserves | |
But I can' t flip from the station | |
I can' t unplug what is done | |
Her six foot deep temptation | |
She nicked my shin, and then she kicks me in | |
And then she buried me for fun, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel ' cause | |
I can' t believe | |
I dug you, no | |
Well my jaw dropped dead to the table | |
She put my cool in shock | |
Crack kills and blood spills baby | |
But psychos, dykes and transvestites | |
Are on the choppin' block, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel ' cause | |
I can' t believe | |
I dug you, oh no no no no | |
Out on, she was spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel ' cause | |
I can' t believe | |
I can' t believe, you know | |
I really can' t believe, oh no no no |
zuò cí : Affuso, Bolan, Hill | |
Zoned out afternoon | |
Let' s catch " who' s on top of whom" | |
Tell it like it is ' cause it isn' t it anyway | |
Much to my surprise | |
I caught it right between the thighs | |
My sweet little sister wasn' t layin' me away | |
Well my jaw dropped dead to the table | |
She put my cool in shock | |
Crack kills and blood spills, baby | |
But psychos, dykes and transvestites | |
Are on the choppin' block, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel ' cause | |
I can' t believe that | |
I dug youShe filled my boots with lead | |
Was it something that | |
I saidA picture paints a thousand ugly words | |
Baby' s acting tough | |
Check out my fisticuffs | |
Well that' s just what she deserves | |
But I can' t flip from the station | |
I can' t unplug what is done | |
Her six foot deep temptation | |
She nicked my shin, and then she kicks me in | |
And then she buried me for fun, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel ' cause | |
I can' t believe | |
I dug you, no | |
Well my jaw dropped dead to the table | |
She put my cool in shock | |
Crack kills and blood spills baby | |
But psychos, dykes and transvestites | |
Are on the choppin' block, well she was singin' | |
Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow | |
Out on, spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, I said | |
I caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel ' cause | |
I can' t believe | |
I dug you, oh no no no no | |
Out on, she was spillin' my guts out on the news | |
Oh no, caught my woman on the creepshow | |
Hit me with a shovel ' cause | |
I can' t believe | |
I can' t believe, you know | |
I really can' t believe, oh no no no |