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You got my number
You knoww hat I need
And I go crazy
Whenever I bleed
Won t you come over
I swear I ll be nice
My girlfriends told me that
You ve left your wife
I learned to bribe, I learned to say please
Won t you lick the pavement for me?
I learned to bribe, I learned to say please
I like you best when you re on your knees
I know you re lonely cos
You re just like me
Why don t you call me
You know where I ll be
I learned to bribe, I learned to say please
Won t you lick the pavement for me?
I learned to bribe, I learned to say please
I like you best when you re on your knees
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do
I learned to bribe, I learned to say please
Oh won t you lick the pavement for me?
I learned to bribe, I learned to say please
I like you best when you re on your knees (Do do do do do do do)
When you re on your knee-ees (Do do do do)
When you re on your knee-ees (Do do do do do do do)
When you re on your knee-ees (Do do do do)
When you re on your knee-ees (Do do do do do do do)
When you re on your knee-ees (Do do do do)
Oh won t you lick the pavement for me? (Do do do do do do do)
Oh won t you lick the pavement for me? (Do do do do)
Oh won t you lick the pavement for me? (Do do do do do do do)
Oh won t you lick the pavement for me? (Do do do do)

My sadistic killing spree
My sadistic killing spree
My sadistic killing spree

I look around for young little meat
The innocent with blood so sweet
As I murder them one by one
On my sadistic killing spree

My sadistic killing spree
My sadistic killing spree
My sadistic killing spree
My sadistic killing spree

Blood orgies with little girls and boys
The bloodier...

[Chorus]
I want to get you, want to get
Let s go and get down and dirty
Baby play the game, play my way
But either way it s all the same baby

I want to get you, want to get
Let s go and get down and dirty
Baby play the game, play my way
But either...

There Was a Man Who Sang the Blues
No One Could Deny He Spoke the Truth
He Shouted Through the Microphone
But no One Could Care Less
He Lived His Life Anonymously
Was Rediscovered Posthumously
Now People Quote His Words
And Talk About His Tragic Death

(Ain t That the Way It Goes)

The Was a Man Who Told...

Crush my bones tonight,
So thin that they might slide under his door
Leave my heart for the world to see
He did this to me
He thinks he s framed, so clueless as to
The situation he s found himself in
Buried beneath his haunted memories

So cough cough cough it up
Have you lost your breath,...

My little brown book
With the silver binding
How it keeps reminding me
Of a memory
That s haunting me.
In some quiet nook
I go thru its pages
And peruse this ageless tale
Of a love that failed
To ever become true.
On this page is the date
Of that fateful night at eight
When I found you were no longer...