Supermodel Robots Songtext
Not quite a fembot
but almost an alien,
she's in the smell of the month club
I feel it in my lungs.
Lesbian junkie funky
slam dunk a cosmonaut,
laser guns and having fun
biological parking lot.
but almost an alien,
she's in the smell of the month club
I feel it in my lungs.
Lesbian junkie funky
slam dunk a cosmonaut,
laser guns and having fun
biological parking lot.
All systems down...
So titty-twist a mad scientist,
oh is this the toxic ride?
Wrap me up in a plastic bag
and hang me out to dry.
Artificial respiration,
I need my medication.
Load me up and light a match.
all systems down and out.
It's down and out...
So titty-twist a mad scientist,
oh is this the toxic ride?
Wrap me up in a plastic bag
and hang me out to dry.
Artificial respiration,
I need my medication.
Load me up and light a match.
all systems down and out.
It's down and out...
ARMSTRONG, BILLIE JOE/WRIGHT III, FRANK EDWIN/PRITCHARD, MIKE RYAN
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