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Stop! Bend over, 'cuz I'm-a take you in the park I gotta sensory deprivation chamber That doctors call the heart And we're just birds of a feather Who get their clothes in a tear, Cross yourself in front of the hearse 'Cuz I'm-a pull your underwear Who loves ya, dear? I'm here for Julie Grave, She's the type I crave She's not bikinis and toner And drugstore l-l-lemonade And she's twice my age, So get all your bubble booties off the stage My little l-l-libertines... She stomped like a Clydesdale into my path Just a big mouth cooze with a motor-driven ass Awww! When she loves, it gets violent Take up a stall in the public head Letras de cancionesShe's like a n-n-nun in black lipstick, Her face powdered like she's dead She just got done with divorcing The guy who gave her all the bucks I guess she killed her desire to cheat on him By taking up harder drugs Aww, who needs a hug? I'm here for Julie Grave, She's the type I crave She's not bikinis and toner And drugstore l-l-lemonade, And she's wise and brave, So tell all the bubble booties to behave She's Zsa Zsa, she's Bettie Page... She's a top calamity star attraction And not one moment of zero action! Come on, sing the song! Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na na... Na na na na na na na Na na na na... My double, our couple, Tripled to menage, yeah We'll ford the River Styx and flow like a drunken boat that Cuts through your blacktop mirage Julie Grave, She's the one I crave She's not bikinis or cola or lemonade... God, these jokes are dry, We're on a golden elevator to the sky, My little Gemini... Im here for Julie Grave, She'll be back some day, You'll hear a six-titted goddess singing a murder melody, and that's fine with me So give all your bubble booties back to Jesus And kindly l-l-l-l-leave us Oh, Lord, who summoned up Julie Grave? From Letras Mania