I don’t know why you’re, Looking at those

He’s my drugstore cowboy, Italian aloic, Classical american.

I won’t cry myself to sleep, like a sucker.

Come when you call me, Come when you call me.

Share my body and my mind with you That’

My pussy tastes like pepsi cola,My eyes are widelike

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, you were

Take me in your fast car Mercedes Kissing on your neck

And… my heartRunning on a… rivieranceI’

Don’t say I’ll see you later alligator, so cuteWhen

Darling, darling, doesn’t have a problemLying

They say I’m too young to love you I don’

Every Saturday night I get, Dressed up to ride for

The greatest night in historyDeadly, it’s not you

You’re breaking my heart tonightKissing me hard

I look for you in magazinesI look for you in magazinesI

Elvis is my daddy, Marilyn’s my mother,Jesus

Hi! Who me? Why? Feet don’t fail me now take

She wore Blue VelvetBluer than velvet was the nightSofter

Everyone from home, Says that you’re so cool