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Betty Page lyrics
She s out slummin for another fix, down on her knees giving last licks.
She s got senior rights, don t show her age, her hair s blacker than BETTY PAGE.
Rubber skin so sharp it cuts, she s the rubber lover to all the sluts.
Glory holes in sleazy walls, R.H.Bear cruises mens room stalls.
She s got the love, she s got the rage, a digital bitch you can t upstage.
Bound and shagged inside her cage, her hair s blacker than BETTY PAGE.
She loves to love the love you hold, she does it hot but oh so cold.
Puss-bone white, super tight, she s triple-X by candlelight.
WEEDA- WEEDA- WADDA- HOODA- HOODA- HA, don t need no lube she likes it raw.
Hands tied down leave you alone, she s seen more rods than the twilight zone.
She s got the love, she s got the rage, a digital bitch you cant upstage.
Bound and shagged inside her cage, her hair s blacker than BETTY PAGE.
She s the snake with the poison apple, she licks down your blood sample.
Something in the way she grinds her hips and ooohh, check out those tits.
Take out the whips, open the crypts, ROCKY HORROR has your lips.
A digital bitch you cant upstage, her hair s blacker than BETTY PAGE.
She loves the meat, she loves the truck, take her hot pants off and fuck, fuck, fuck.
She s a high priced hooker with devil tattoos, and a clean shaved fox, cooh cooh cooh ka joo.
Sit at home you re the masturbater, she gets off when you hate her.
TORI AMOS with bad vodka, she wants blood and you cant stop her.
She s got the love, she s got the rage, a digital bitch you cant upstage.
Bound and shagged inside her cage, her hair s blacker than BETTY PAGE.
BLACK SHEEP, GOD.
BLACK SHEEP, GOD.
BLACK SHEEP, GOD.
BLACK SHEEP, GOD.
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