My name is Lee Minors
I drive an El Camino
I do a lotta coke and then
I blow some dough at the casino
70's Futureman
$6 million couldn't pay for my left hand
With my flame shirt and my
bright red stash I crash the scene
I got more flash than Steve McQueen
My girl makes Farrah Fawcett look like Mr. Kotter
If she lived on the sun she couldn't get any hotter
I call her Beelzebubblicious - sweet and evil
More daring and more devilish than Evel Knievel
Pinky Tuscadero ain't got nothin' on you
And if the Fonz were here he'd say, "Damn, I wanna be Pink Fu."
I used to only see the muscles under the skin
I used to only see the organs hanging on the frame
I used to only see the bones jangling
Wrangling with the reaper saying
"Please Mr. Hooded man don't take me
Beggin' Mr. Hooded man don't take me
Pleadin' please Mr. Hooded man don't take me
Now I only see the pantie lines under your skirts
Now I only see the bra straps under your shirts
Now I only see the nipples through the silk
Bam! Bam! Pebbles ripplin' in my milk
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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