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Lipstick Terror

Baby Well well well It's a glowing little feeling Like a summer sun that slowly rises On a new horizon of love And it's more exotic than Jamaica Or the

Well, there's an old man's fantasy Put in a young girl's mouth Like cheap pink lipstick Smeared on her wedding dress Will you look what you've done to

I hit him out da park never on the ground Verbally gifted Herbally twisted Simplistic, but futuristic No lipstick No mascara I want a bitch that blow like Irene Kara I bring terror

s'fuck Un baby boom de Bebe Doc face a des bebes phoques Dans les boites des lops lechent des bank-notes Et les mannequins au top sortent avec des stars pop Lipstick

Well, there's an old man's fantasy Put in a young girl's mouth Like cheap pink lipstick Smeared on her wedding dress Will you look what you've done to

distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick

picture No one would ever suspect, your so adept at the art I hear the lonely lover sigh You hide behind cosmetic eyes Kiss them off with Lipstick Lies Lipstick

distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick

distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick