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| Kittens Got Claws
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Walking down the street
Youre the center of my universe.
You got the world in your pocket,
My manhood in your purse.
You aint a bad girl, honey,
No matter what the neighbours say,
Its just that you were those skin-tight dresses
With your G-string tuned to "A".
Sweet, sweet, child of the street.
Heaven sent, youre an angel dressed in black,
Cool, stiletto strut, youre a drop jaw cardiac.
Youre the genuine, feline, prettiest girl Ive ever seen,
With your thief of hearts smile
Youre a certified pleasure machine.
Sweet, sweet, child of the street.
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussy cat purr.
But, the kittens got claws,
Shell tear your heart out.
The kittens got claws,
Shell scratch your back.
The kittens got claws
Shell tease an please you.
The kittens got claws,
Shes a heart attack.
You treat me good,
Sometimes you treat me bad,
But, keep it up, honey,
Youre the best time Ive ever had.
No matter what you put me through I must confess,
Oh, you got more style than a brand new XJS.
Sweet, sweet, child of the street.
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussy cat purr.
But, the kittens got claws,
Shell tear your heart out.
The kittens got claws,
Shell scratch your back.
The kittens got claws,
Shell tease an please you.
The kittens got claws,
Shes a heart attack.
(Solo)
Walking down the street
Youre the center of my universe.
You got the world in your pocket,
My manhood in your purse.
I know you aint a bad girl, honey,
No matter what the neighbours say,
Its just that you were those skin-tight dresses
With your G-string tuned to "A".
Sweet, sweet, child of the street.
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussy cat purr.
But, the kittens got claws,
Shell tear your heart out.
The kittens got claws,
Shell scratch your back.
The kittens got claws,
Shell tease an please you.
The kittens got claws,
Shell blow your stack.
The kittens got claws,
Shell tear your heart out.
The kittens got claws,
Shell scratch your back.
The kittens got claws,
Shell tease an please you.
The kittens got claws,
Shes a heart attack.
You scratch my back, baby,
An Ill scratch yours.
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19.May.2001 00:05:58 |
Letzer Aufruf |
26.May.2004 05:05:11 |
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| Kittens Got Claws
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Walking down the street
Youre the center of my universe.
You got the world in your pocket,
My manhood in your purse.
You aint a bad girl, honey,
No matter what the neighbours say,
Its just that you were those skin-tight dresses
With your G-string tuned to "A".
Sweet, sweet, child of the street.
Heaven sent, youre an angel dressed in black,
Cool, stiletto strut, youre a drop jaw cardiac.
Youre the genuine, feline, prettiest girl Ive ever seen,
With your thief of hearts smile
Youre a certified pleasure machine.
Sweet, sweet, child of the street.
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussy cat purr.
But, the kittens got claws,
Shell tear your heart out.
The kittens got claws,
Shell scratch your back.
The kittens got claws
Shell tease an please you.
The kittens got claws,
Shes a heart attack.
You treat me good,
Sometimes you treat me bad,
But, keep it up, honey,
Youre the best time Ive ever had.
No matter what you put me through I must confess,
Oh, you got more style than a brand new XJS.
Sweet, sweet, child of the street.
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussy cat purr.
But, the kittens got claws,
Shell tear your heart out.
The kittens got claws,
Shell scratch your back.
The kittens got claws,
Shell tease an please you.
The kittens got claws,
Shes a heart attack.
(Solo)
Walking down the street
Youre the center of my universe.
You got the world in your pocket,
My manhood in your purse.
I know you aint a bad girl, honey,
No matter what the neighbours say,
Its just that you were those skin-tight dresses
With your G-string tuned to "A".
Sweet, sweet, child of the street.
Dressed to kill in diamonds and fur,
You get what you want
With your pussy cat purr.
But, the kittens got claws,
Shell tear your heart out.
The kittens got claws,
Shell scratch your back.
The kittens got claws,
Shell tease an please you.
The kittens got claws,
Shell blow your stack.
The kittens got claws,
Shell tear your heart out.
The kittens got claws,
Shell scratch your back.
The kittens got claws,
Shell tease an please you.
The kittens got claws,
Shes a heart attack.
You scratch my back, baby,
An Ill scratch yours.
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Eingetragen |
19.May.2001 00:05:58 |
Letzer Aufruf |
26.May.2004 05:05:11 |
Besucher |
309 |
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