The Pimp

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The Fratellis - Rock, Pop

The Pimp

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La la la la la la lo La la la la la la lo La la la la la la lo La la la la la la lo One time, two time Givin' me a slow one Filthy lovers hands At the trigger of a handgun Three time, four time Throw me on a big bed Open up yer mouth And put a bullet in yer dumb head (Oh) Big lips she shifts Smells of a hot sun I know she can dance But she really is a fat one Well I must admit I was a little scared When she got undressed But it was bang bang bang She said she wasn't impressed But it's all Take her gentle It's all Fucking mental It's all Over before it begins And it's all Worse than dying It's all Terrifying It's all Little pistols and pimps Lying on this big girls floor Tell me something Tell me more Pistols on her swollen bed Pointing at my aching head There was a singing in the windows And a humming in my poor head She was smoking in the corner And said I hope to God you feel dead Well I must admit I was a little scared When she got undressed And it was bang bang bang She said she wasn't impressed Well it's all Take her gentle It's all Fuckin' mental It's all Over before it begins And it's all Worse than dying It's all Terrifying It's all Little pistols n' pimps Lying on this big girls floor Tell me something Tell me more Pistols on her swollen bed Pointing at my aching head Chase me halfway down the street Shootin' at my aching feet Got no I.D Got no clothes Am I dead Christ only knows

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Credits

Writers
  • Jon Fratelli