Seven of Nine - Charles Earland, Eric Alexander

You’re just whirl baby yo when you are with your friends

You got to go baby go if you do it again

You cook like a mortician you do what you do

You pay you way and paid just until we were through, now

I don’t understand why

I gotta get dead by

But I dunno but I feel like a should

Baby I gotta do what I do to get by

So when I dress you up and when I cut you down

and then I spit you out awhile

You gotta go with the tune

like the rhythm with danger

But no one gives a fuck when you

Bust a cap on a stranger

Ghost on a quarter like hustler on fag

(?) bag on a fag now

I don’t understand why

I gotta get dead by

But I dunno but I feel like a should

Baby I gotta do what I do to get by

So when I dress you up and when I cut you down

and then I spit you out awhile

ahhh

you know why