Mr Driver - Black Lips

Ooh!

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You’re in the void

Got you feeling cold

With your voice

'Cause it’s your choice

I’ve got my poise

And he can bring the noise

With my boys

Puking in a Rolls-Royce

I want to bleed on my squire (and I need)

I want a plier (I gotta be)

My empty pile (a disease)

Take some water (lesser than I need)

'Cause I’m vile (give me the keys)

Mister Driver

Ooh!

Ooh!

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My pecker’s long!

It’s got me feeling strong

When I sing this song

And you smoke this bong

Rock it all night long

Will you want to be long?

'Cause we’re feeling gone

My sexual VietCong

I want to bleed on my squire (and I need)

I want a plier (I gotta be)

My empty pile (a disease)

Take some water (lesser than I need)

Cause I’m vile (give me the keys)

Mister Driver

Ooh!

Ooh!

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