Heavy Metal Lover

I want your whisky mouth all over my blonde south
Red wine ,cheap perfume, and a filthy pout
Tonight bring all your friends because a group does it better
Why river with a pair, let's have a full house of leather

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Dirty pony I can't wait to hose you down
You've got to earn your leather in this part of town
Dirty pearls and a patch for all the Rivington Rebels
Let's raise hell in the streets, drink beer, and get into trouble

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I could be your girl girl girl gir gir girl
But would you love me if I ruled the world world world?

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Heavy Metal Lover

Whip me, slap me, punk funk
New York clubbers bump drunk
Budlite liquors, bar slam
Move it, this is your jam
Wash the right, with St. J-ameson
Like, a baptism
Heavy metal lovers play
Baby we were born this way

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I could be your girl girl girl girl girl girl
But would you love me if I ruled the world world world

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