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You're a low class stripper
Ooh u lookin' trippa
Walkin' down the street

Together we are strong
And we always belong
We never break the seem

Breakin' down walls
Afraid to sin our souls that we made a peez,
No barriers can hold us away
From the life that keeps us pleezed

Straight in to the bone, there's a show must go on
And we like it
The harder as it gets and we pumpin' more sweat
To keep those mirrors clean,

Livin' on the edge, just to cure us from the trams
That put you in the machine,
Always standin' broke but we still afford to smile
Cuz we love the time,
A california white lush life is wikked on your rush
You're a glamour swine,

Ooh yeah,

We are fashion lined junks, all colorful punks and we dance all night,
24/7, we do solariod to heaven and the stakes so high,

Whit a ferret in the hair,
Rigoletto in the air, we're singin' ain't it fun,
As your needle of my fiddle, and i make you queen of soul, oh u sex above,

Straight in to the bone, cuz we like it,
The harder as it gets and we pumpin' more sweat to keep those mirrors clean,

Livin' on the edge, just to cure us from the trams that put you in the machine,
Always standin' broke but we still afford to smile cuz we love the time,
A california white lush life is wikked on your rush, you're a glamour swine,

Ooh,

The harder as it gets and we pumpin' more sweat to keep those mirrors clean,
Livin' on the edge, just to cure us from the trams that put you in the machine,
Always standin' broke but we still afford to smile cuz we love the time,
Livin' up in the edge, cuz we need satisfaction like we never have,
The closing time is coming and the turn gets on, I'll give you my hand,
Always standin' broke but we still afford to smile cuz we love the time,
A california white lush makes you wikked on your rush, you're call a glamour swine...

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