Bump'n Grind
2006.02.13. 16:06
1992
Voodoo Queen
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Juicy Lucy
She's a woman when she's walkin' down the street She makes you turn your steering wheels She gives you throb and makes you sweat All dressed up in black leather Stiletto high-heels maybe some rubber Don't burn your eyes she's dressed to kill She's Juicy Juicy Lucy She's gonna teach you high-class pleasures You will learn that pain's a treasure She's pushin' the limits you're beggin' for more If you're a really naughty slave tonight She's gonna punish you that's right She locks you into a cage and loses the key somewhere She's Juicy Juicy Lucy fulfill my dreams
Alive!
69 days I was there Beyond somewhere among the dead Now I came back just to tell what it is to be in human hell C'mon I'm alive! I'm alive I'm alive Guess you thought that I would die With a voodoo witch I survived Now I came back get you scared I wanna be your own living dead C'mon I'm alive! I'm alive I'm alive
House by the Cemetery
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Hot Butterfly
my girl wears a flower in her hair her cookies make the cruel world disappear the way she moves gives me the cicadelic illusion she's hot hot hot butterfly You gotta move baby You gotta move to the groove now mother nature takes care of her child we're the children of freedom you can join us anytime take my hand babe and let your mind run wild she's hot hot hot butterfly You gotta move baby You gotta move to the groove now I was walkin' on my bended knees I was drunk'n'seein' things Like the warmth comes with the rising sun She brought me the avalance of love
Sugarman
Hey! Hey! Sugarman! By the time it gets borin' Hangin' around'n'doin' some whorin' By the time you have lost yer pearls Accusin' all those selfish girls Hey! Hey! Sugarman! By the time it gets dirty Hangin' around'n'bein' so filthy By the time doctors know ya well Askin' to use rubber cell Hey! Hey! Sugarman!
Dream Master
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To sick for you
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No Hesitation
I was flyin' in the extreme On that Saturday nite eve I got chicks on both sides But the one I wanted couldn't deside Tell me little sister tell me sweet lady What is that you want from me There ain't no easy way If you choose me don't hesitate Just enjoy my magic ride Baby let's bump'n'grind Tell me little sister tell me sweet lady What is that you want from me I don't need NO HESITATION I just don't like your old fashion ways There ain't no easy way If you choose me don't hesitate Just enjoy my magic ride Come over here child Let's bump'n'grind
Blind for Love
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The Hills have Eyes
C'mon babe take a lil' ride with me To the desert there's no one to see Hills have eyes Hills have eyes A radioactive family's chasin' me They really know how to cook lil' babies Hills have eyes Hills have eyes
Barbarella
Times are getting harder everyday Stars seem to be so far away But she's waitin' for me I'm sure she does She's Ba-Barbarella Barbarella My lazer-shootin' Planet Queen Everytime I see this movie I feel so cozmic'n'groovy When she's starin' at me From my own tv She's Ba-Barbarella Barbarella My lazer-shootin' Planet Queen She's the sleaze goddess travelling thru the space A good body a beautiful face The electric universe blows my mind A trip in her shin there's no other kind
Burning Love
Lord almighty, I feel my temperature rising Higher higher It's burning through to my soul Girl, girl, girl You gonna set me on fire My brain is flaming I don't know which way to go Your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love Ooh, ooh, ooh, I feel my temperature rising Help me, I'm flaming I must be a hundred and nine Burning, burning, burning And nothing can cool me I just might turn into smoke But I feel fine Cause your kisses lift me higher Like a sweet song of a choir And you light my morning sky With burning love It's coming closer The flames are reaching my body Please won't you help me I feel like I'm slipping away It's hard to breath And my chest is a-heating Lord almighty, I'm burning a hole where I lay Cause your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love With burning love Ah, ah, burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
(Elvis Presley)
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