Billion Dollar Babies - Alice Cooper

Billion dollar babies

Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel

Grimy as an alley, loves me like no other lover

Billion dollar babies

I got you in a Dimestore, no other little girl

(Could hold me or touch me or feel me like you, baby)

We go dancing nightly in the attic

While the moon is rising in the sky

If I’m too rough, tell me, I’m so scared

Your little head might come off in my hands

Billion dollar babies

Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel

Grimy as an alley, loves me like no other lover

Billion dollar babies

I got you in a Dimestore, no other little girl

(Could hold me or touch me or feel me like you, baby)

We go dancing nightly in the attic

While the moon is rising in the sky

If I’m too rough tell me, I’m so scared

Your little head might come off in my hands

Million dollar babies

Billion dollar babies

Trillion dollar babies

Zillion dollar babies

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Zillion dollar babies

Million dollar babies

Zillion dollar babies