1.Shortnin' Bread
Lyricist：Erick Lee Purkhiser, Kristy Marlana Wallace
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Three little children layin' in the bed
Two were sick and the other 'most dead
Sent for the doctor, the doctor said
'Feed those children on shortnin' bread'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
When those children layin' in the bed
Heard that talk about shortnin' bread
They popped up well and started to sing
Skipping 'round the room doing the pigeon wing
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Put on the skillet
Put on the lid
Mamma's going to make some shortnin' bread
That's not all she's going to do
Mamma's going to cook us some cocoa too
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
I snuck to the kitchen, picked up the lid
I filled my pockets full of shortnin' bread
I winked at the pretty little girl and said
'Baby, how'd you like some shortnin' bread'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Got caught with the skillet
Got caught with the lid
Got caught with my mouth full of shortnin' bread
Six months for the skillet, six months for the lid
Six months in the jail eatin' shortnin' bread
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin'
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
2.Her Love Rubbed Off
Lyricist：Carl Perkins
Well, I'm-a strollin' along in the city park
Met that baby standin' in the dark
Took that lovin' baby by the hand
I let her know that I'm her lovin' man
I let her know that I'm her lovin' man
That love rubbed off on me
That baby wouldn't let me be
That baby took me by the hand
That baby shook, shook the man
That baby jumped right on me
That love rubbed off on me, hey, hey
I'm a hot-rod fiend for fancy cars
Drive-in movies and her caviar
Big sport coats and a diamond rings
I'm goin' down to that little thing
I'm goin' down to that little ol' thing
That stuff rubbed off on me
That baby wouldn't let me be
That lover wouldn't let me go
That woman hollered, 'No, no, no'
That baby was the one I crave
That baby followed to my grave, hey, hey
Well
Hey, I'm the happiest man and I'm so in love
Well, I even take off my clothes
I like to get and I like to give
I like to love her and I love to live
I give her lovin' and I love to live
That stuff rubbed off on me
That baby wouldn't let me be
That woman wouldn't let me go
That baby hollered 'No, no, no'
That baby took, took my hand
That lover took me from this land
That lover took a hold on me
Ooh, oh let me be
Now, oh, baby took me by the hand
Oh, from this land
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh baby, baby
3.Bikini Girls With Machine Guns
Lyricist：Erick Lee Purkhiser, Kristy Marlana Wallace
Well, I've been a drag racer on LSD
And I rode bare-assed on top of the sphinx
I even had a gorilla on the slopes of kismet
And man, that was fun for a while you bet but
Bikini girls with machine guns
Bikini girls with machine guns
All this stuff will kill ya, it's all loaded with fun
Bikini girls with machine guns
Well I savored many foreign kinds of delicacies
Intoxicated till I can't tell what the hell I could see
Had all the violence and liquor within close reach
But all bars, pills and threeways lead me back to the beach and
Bikini girls with machine guns
Bikini girls with machine guns
All this stuff will kill ya, it's all loaded with fun
It's bikini girls with machine guns
And now they say that virtue is it's own reward
But when that surf comes in I'm gonna get my board
I got my own ideas about the righteous kick
And you can keep the rewards, I'd just as soon stay sick
Bikini girls with machine guns
Bikini girls with machine guns
All this stuff will kill ya, it's all loaded with fun
Oh, oh, bikini girls with machine guns
Bikini girls with
Bikini girls with
Bikini girls with machine guns
Bikini girls with machine guns
Bikini girls with machine guns
Bikini girls with machine guns
Bikini girls with machine guns
All this stuff will kill ya, it's all loaded with fun
Bikini girls with machine guns
4.Cramp Stomp
Lyricist：Lux Interior, Ivy Rorschach
Cramp stomp
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Get ya high as King Kong's twat
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Cramp stomp, cramp stomp
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Bigger blast than the atom bomb
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Cramp stomp, cramp stomp
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Groovy gravy, no damn slop
Come on baby the cramp stomp
Cramp stomp, cramp stomp
Cramp stomp
5.All Women Are Bad
Lyricist：Lux Interior, Ivy Rorschach
Adam and eve, sittin' in the woods
Eve said, â½Man I got somethin' real good
It's in that tree, you'll get smart fast!â
Adam said 'sure, â½Satan my ass
I don't see no snakes but all women are badâ
All women are bad, all women are bad
That's what he said all women are bad
They got groovy wiggly tails, they got horns on their head
All women are bad, all women are bad, yeah
Samson and Delilah, talkin' bout groomin'
Delilah said, â½Sam, you don't look humanâ
Took some scissors, went snip-snip
Said, â½Now everybody's gonna think you're hipâ
Sam felt his head and said, â½All women are badâ
All women are bad, all women are bad
That's what he said all women are bad
Yeah they got groovy wiggly tails, they got horns on their head
All women are bad, all women are bad, yeah
Yeah there's one with you, lookin' so sweet
But she's just a wolf dressed up like sheep
Secret gadgets up under their clothes
Stuff you hear about but nobody knows
And it ain't no use all women are bad
All women are bad, all women are bad
That's what I said all women are bad
Oh they got groovy wiggly tails, they got horns on their head
All women are bad, all women are bad
Save me the label of that perfume on the table
So I can remember what made a wreck of me
All women are bad, all women are bad
That's what I said all women are bad
Ooh they got groovy wiggly tails, they got horns on their head
All women are bad, all women are bad
All women are bad, bad, bad
They got groovy wiggly tails, they got horns on their head
All women are bad, all women are bad, bad, bad
All women are bad
6.Cornfed Dames
Lyricist：Erick Lee Purkhiser, Kristy Marlana Wallace
Callin' all cows down on the farm
Hey, shut the door, you born in a barn？
No, I ain't no farmer, that's no fun
Run some tractor 'til the work's all done
Hey, milk this, bossie, I'll buy you a diamond ring
Now good girls can't pay the rent these days
These cornfed dames done found a way
Unzip that zipper, snap that snap
Round up the cattle in the Cadillac
C'mon, whip that cream, baby 'til the butter comes
Yeah, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it
Shake that thing, I'll buy you a diamond ring
Now there's more things in Tennessee
Than is dreamed of in your philosophy
Gimme a barnful of cornfed dames
They just wiggle a little, I burst into flames
Whip that cream, baby 'til the butter comes
That's right, now
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it, baby, shake it
Shake that thing, I'll buy you a diamond ring
Now, shake it, baby
Yeah, take it off that G-string
Play it on that G-string
I'll buy you a diamond ring
Let's go home
Hey, cut the corn
Callin' all you cornfed dames
Lux means bucks, remember the name
C'mon, now go put on somethin' real loud
Hey, let's get up and go get plowed
Shake that thing, I might buy you a diamond ring
C'mon, shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Go put on the purple one with the plumes at the hip
Put it on upside down, baby
You know that really makes me flip
I ain't no farmer, shake it, baby
Shake one time for me
Shake it
Shake it
Shake it
...
7.Can Your Pussy Do the Dog？
Lyricist：Erick Lee Purkhiser, Kristy Marlana Wallace
Here kitty, kitty
You better move along
'Cuz the big cats walk
At the break of dawn
Now doggonnit baby
Oh, I said dog gone
Hey can your pussy do the dog？
Can your pussy do the dog？
Can your pussy do the houndog, baby？
Can your pussy do the dog？
Well, this whole mess useless now
As a whistle on a plow
If your pussy can't do the dog
I'm the king of the jungle
They call me Tiger, man
I'm gonna do the bird
If I can, if I can
My bird can do the dog
If your pussy can
Hey can your pussy do the dog？
Tell me, can your pussy do the dog？
Can your pussy do the bulldog, baby？
Can your pussy do the dog？
Come on, wag that tail
Baby, you can't fail
If'n your pussy can't do the dog
Hey, hey, hey
Hully, hully, gully
Hully, hully, gully
Hully, hully, gully
Hully, hully, gully
No pedigree from France
Will get you in the dance
Listen, your pussy can't do the dog
Hey, can your pussy do the dog？
Can your pussy do the dog？
Can your pussy do the poodle cut, baby doll？
Can your pussy do the dog？
Well, no pedigree from France
Will get you in the dance
Listen, your pussy can't do the dog
Come on and wag that tail
Baby, you can't fail
If'n your pussy can do the dog
Cha, cha, cha
8.It Thing Hard-On
Lyricist：Lux Interior, Ivy Rorschach
Well the doctor pulled me out and smacked me in the can
Wiped me off took a look and said, 'It's a man'
Ain't no figuring me baby that's a pretty sure bet
Better hold on tight baby 'cause I ain't a comin' yet
I'm the maddest road rattler that you ever done met
Well I'm a gear mashin' hot rod, it thing hard-on
Yeah, I'm a full blown hopped up, it thing hard-on
It thing hard-on, it thing hard-on
Well if I had a brain, I'd be dangerous for sure
But the way it looks now there's no immediate concern
There's a couple of things baby and I guess I don't need to know
I got class up the ass and I got a little dough
Fake eyelashes and a carload o'go
Well I'm a full tilt non-stop, it thing hard-on
Yeah, I'm a git gone hotshot, it thing hard-on
It thing hard-on, it thing hard-on
It thing hard-on
Ain't no figuring me baby that's a pretty sure bet
Better hold on tight baby 'cause I ain't a comin' yet
I'm the maddest road rattler that you ever done met
Well, I'm a gear mashin' hot rod, it thing hard-on
Yeah, yeah, I'm a full blown hopped up, it thing hard-on
Yeah, I'm a full tilt non-stop it thing hard-on
Yeah, I'm a git gone hotshot, it thing hard-on
Yeah, I'm a it thing hard-on, it thing hard-on
It thing hard-on
It thing hard-on
It thing hard-on
9.What's Inside a Girl？
Lyricist：Erick Lee Purkhiser, Kristy Marlana Wallace
Whoa, there's some things, baby, I just can't swallow
Mama told me that girls are hollow
What's inside a girl？
Somethin' tellin' me there's a whole another world
You gotta pointy bra, a ten inch waist
Long black stockings all over the place
Boots, buckles, belts outside
Whatcha got in there you tryin' to hide？
What's inside a girl？
Ain't no hotter question in a so-called civilized world
I can't help peekin'
Well, you can't see it by satellite and baby, that's cheatin'
The President's callin' an emergency meetin'
The King of Siam sent a telegram
Sayin', 'Wop bop a loop a lop a lop boom bam'
What's inside a girl？
And I have somethin tellin' me there's a whole another world
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got in the pot？
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got in the pot？
In the bottom of your bottomless body pit
Oh baby, you got somethin' an' I gotta get it
Come on, baby, what's inside a girl？
Like a itty bitty baby takes apart his toys
Gotta find what's rilin' up the boys
Sugar and spice is just a bluff
You can tell me, baby, what is that stuff？
Come on, what's inside a girl？
That wavy gravy got my head in a whirl
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got in the pot？
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got in the pot？
In the bottom of your bottomless body pit
Oh baby, you got somethin' an' I gotta get it
Come on, baby, what's inside a girl？
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got in the pot？
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got in the pot？
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got in the pot？
Whatcha got, whatcha got, whatcha got in the pot？
Oh, baby, what's inside a girl？
10.Muleskinner Blues
Lyricist：Jimmie 1897-1933 Rodgers, George 1911-1988 Vaughn
Good mornin' captain
Good mornin' to you
Do you need another muleskinner
Down on your new mud run？
Well, I'm an old muleskinner
Down from ol' Kentucky
I can make any mule listen, are you listenin'？
Or I won't accept your pay, hey, hey
Little water boy, where's that water boy, man？
Bring that water bucket around
And if you don't like your job
Then water boy put that bucket down
11.Saddle Up A Buzz Buzz
Lyricist：Lux Interior, Ivy Rorschach
Fatima had a fetish for a wiggle in her scoot
From her big tall heels on her big bad boots
She said, â½Saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzz
Saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzzâ
Tarzan drove a stingray in a fiberglass jungle
Swung from high tension wires and yelled down at the humble
â½Hey, saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzz
Saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzz, buzz buzzâ
Rabid rat fink caught an eighty foot wave
Hit the bonzai pipeline, rode it straight to the grave
Screamin', â½Saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzz
Saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzzâ
Well, callin' all KNIF's on a collision course
Don't let it bug ya if you ain't got no horse, whoa
Saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzz
Saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzzâ
Buzz, rock tonight, buzz, rockin' right
Buzz, giddy up and saddle up a buzz buzz
Yeah, saddle up a buzz buzz, saddle up a buzz buzz
Saddle up a buzz buzz
12.Blue Moon Baby
Lyricist：Dave Fatalski, William Knight, Tony Rawe
Way down in Mexico
There's a crazy little chick that I know
In the honky tonk on the outskirts of town
Where the music is hot and the lights turn down
Blue moon baby, yeah
Blue moon baby
Well, she's sitting in the dark corner
With the skip that's wrap around real tight
She looks into your eyes and you realize
That you don't feel well and that wrong is right
Blue moon baby, yeah
Blue moon baby
Won't you buy me a drink of tequila？
Won't you buy me a glass of wine？
Well, I can sit with you for an hour or two
Would you like a little piece of my time？
Blue moon baby, yeah
Blue moon baby
Alright, play the blues for me
Well, blue moon girl will make you wear a purple heart
Blue moon girl will tear your heart apart
Blue moon girl, take your money as you can
Turn around and find another man
Blue moon baby, yeah
Blue moon baby
13.Journey To the Center of a Girl
Lyricist：Erick Lee Purkhiser, Kristy M Wallace
Hey I'm on my way on a journey out of this world
Hey I'm on my way on a journey out of this world
Swirling through the vortex to the center of a girl
Well I got a rocket '88 Prone 269
Spinnin' around and down leavin' everything behind
Let go off the controls and slip outside my mind
Space begins to curve, light begins to twist
Across a thigh of satin and through a veil of mist
There's a girl's neverworld lookin' for a kiss, so
Hey I'm on my way on a journey out of this world
Hey I'm on my way on a journey out of this world
Swirling through the vortex to the center of a girl
I'm glidin' through this friction like some science fiction
thrill
Getting off in these dimensions where time itself stands still
Flowin' through a whirlpool to a she-feast wrapped in silk
Hey I'm on my way on a journey out of this world
Hey I'm on my way on a journey out of this world
Swirling through the vortex to the center of a girl
Hey I'm on my way on a journey out of this world
Hey I'm on my way on a journey out of this world
Swirling through the vortex to the center of a girl
Hey I'm on my way
Hey I'm on my way
Hey I'm on my way
...
14.New Kind Of Kick
Lyricist：Lux Interior, Ivy Rorschach
Life is short
Filled with stuff
Don't know what for
I ain't had enough
I learned all I know
By the age of nine
But I can better myself
If I could only find
Some new kind of kick
Something I ain't had
Some new kind of buzz
I wanna go hog mad
I'm lookin' and lookin' and lookin' for
Something I ain't had before
I'm lookin' and lookin' and lookin'
And lookin' to find
Some new kind of kick
Some new kind of kick
Gimme a kick, I want a kick
Like baby needs mom
Like Suzy needs Dick
This baby need some new kind of kick
I want some new kind of kick
I want some new kind of kick
I want some new kind of kick
I want some new kind of kick
Oh, I'm lookin' and lookin' and lookin' for
Something I ain't had before
I'm lookin' and lookin' and lookin'
And lookin' to find
Life is short
Filled with stuff
Don't know what for
I ain't had enough
I want some new kind of kick
I want some new kind of kick
I want some new kind of kick
I wah wah wah wah wah wow
Wow
Energyne, Barco, Draino hot shot
Whack attack, helium, nitrous oxide
Formaldehyde, some new kind of kick
15.The Way I Walk
Lyricist：Jack Scott
I feel it though I wanna be, I don't know if I should
16.Like a Bad Girl Should
Lyricist：Lux Interior, Ivy Rorschach
I love your ass for bad or worse
I love your nasty way you curse
When you sit down, it's wild how you sit
Grind your heel in the ground, the groovy way you spit
Ooh, you look good, ooh, you smell good
Ooh, you taste good, like a bad girl should
When I need love, I love how you feel
When I need dough, I love how you steal
I love your sick way you think
The way your perfume makes you stink
Ooh, you look good, ooh, you smell good
Ooh, you taste good, like a bad girl should
I love your boots, your fancy clothes
Your bouffant hair, your pantyhose
I blow a gasket for your pink jellybean
Your picnic basket splits my spleen
Ooh, you look good, ooh, you smell good
Ooh, you taste good, like a bad girl should
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl, bad, bad, bad, bad girl
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl, bad, bad, bad, bad girl
Bad, bad, bad, bad girl
17.Let's Get Fucked Up
Lyricist：Erick Lee Purkhiser, Kristy Marlana Wallace
Hey baby, let's get fucked up
Let's get fucked up
Let's get fucked up
Let's do some stuff
And get fucked up
Yeah, tomorrow we'll feel like
We been hit by a truck
But let's get fucked up, honey
Goin' to a cockfight
Burn, witch, burn
Heh, all my stuff in hock might
Never ever return
Ooh, goin' to the brink
Of oblivion
Gonna need a shrink
To get back again, aha!
Let's get fucked up
Let's get fucked up
Let's get some stuff
And get fucked up
Tomorrow we'll feel like
We was hit by a truck
But let's get fucked up
A-gonna get lowdown
Gonna get keyed up
Gonna go to town
And get beat up
Gonna get way out
To the 'drenaline
Gonna hit flameout
When my head caves in
Ooh, ouch, ooh
Let's get fucked up, baby
Right now
Fucked up
Mmm
Slip on nocturnal shades
Head down to amateur night
Do some purple haze
Ahh, probably lose some fight
Ooh, get cool and casual
Get really sent
Dig some cruel and unusual
Punishment, aha!
Let's get fucked up
Let's get fucked up
A-let's get some stuff
And then we'll get fucked up
You know tomorrow we'll feel like
We was hit by a truck
But let's get fucked up
Oh baby, baby, baby, baby
Let's strap on a little of that
Abnormal delirium
We'll take a long fall down
Into that surrealist bucket
We'll make one big grease spot
Outta this town baby, yeah
They all want to be
Your Siamese Chihuahua sweetheart, woo woo!
The ultimate degenerate
Psychopathia sexuas, ha!
Too far out baby, too far out
Ah, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Fucked up
I said fucked up
18.Sheena's In a Goth Gang
Lyricist：Ivy Rorschach , Lux Interior
She's digging up the graveyard, black lips and toenails
A brand new bat wing at the county jail
Like Tammy Trapeze the dead acrobat
I dig her deeply when she swings like that
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Mixed up women, do you have one in your house？
She's in the forbidden vampire underground
In the cult of the cobra snakes in her hair
She looks so macabre with her cobweb stare
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Sneer on her face like the Mona Lisa
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Sheena's in a goth gang now
19.Don't Get Funny With Me
Lyricist：Jackie Jackson, Michael Jackson, Randy Jackson
Well, you think you're funny
But your face beat you to it
You look like somethin'
In the Bronx Zoo
It ain't no joke
You're very chimpanzee
Don't monkey with Tarzan
And don't get funny with me
I see by your outfit
You're a cowgirl
When I say hyaw
I'm talkin' 'bout now, girl
I'm a whip crackin' daddy
And I don't mean please
Well, aim for the bucket
And don't get funny with me
Don't get funny with me
No, no, don't get funny with me
The joke's on you
Don't get funny with me
Well, you're gonna get a stiff neck
Lookin' way down here
You're gonna fall off that pedestal
And land on the mirror
You're gonna break that thing
You ain't no beauty queen
You done broke my brownie
Now, don't get funny with me
No, don't get funny with me
No, no, no, don't get funny with me
The joke's on you
Don't get funny with me-e-e
That's a good one
Well, you're the life o' the party
And a million laughs
You know karate
And some witchcraft
You know rope tricks
From the exotic east
Well, don't fool with Fu Manchu
And don't get funny with me
No, don't get funny with me
Listen now, don't get funny with me
I'm tellin' you
Don't get funny with me, no, no, no
Don't get funny with me
Don't get funny with me
Well, the joke's on you
No, don't get funny with me
The joke's on you
You don't get it, do you？
Don't get funny with me
20.Two Headed Sex Change
Lyricist：Ivy Rorschach , Lux Interior
I'm a two headed sex change from outer space
I'm a photo finish with a pretty face
I gotta monstrous love
That's just grew some for you
Hawkin' my wares on Exchange Street
Stalkin' my share o' strange meat
I got a head on my shoulders
And one left over for you
Two headed sex change
Two headed sex change
I'll be there when ya need some strange
Two headed sex change
Two headed sex change
Two heads headed two ways at once
Let's face it baby, I'm much too much
If your clams in a jam
Baby, I know what to do
Two headed sex change
Two headed sex change
I'll be there when ya need some strange
Two headed sex change
Two headed sex change
Girl I
When me and myself walks
Down the street
I sweep the average woman
Right off her feet
Form a big boss line
Take a number and I'll get to you
If your clam's in a jam
Baby, I know what to do
Two headed sex change
Two headed sex change
I'll be there when ya need some strange
Two headed sex change
Two headed sex change
Two headed sex change
...
21.I Wanna Get In Your Pants
Lyricist：Ivy Rorschach , Lux Interior
May I have this dance？
Can I get in your pants？
May I squeeze on them shoes？
Sing you maybe some blues？
I wanna wear your rain coat
Dance around the house
Your leopard skin and chain tote
Has got me so aroused
Baby, you got the clothes
Baby, you've got romance
You've got the moves
So, while I got the chance
I-I-I wanna get in your pants
I wanna get in your pants
I wanna get in your pants
I wanna get in your pants
Yes, I do
To just unzip the back
Baby, that's where it's at
Can I try on that hat？
Give you my baseball bat
What do you say
How 'bout that？
Ooh baby, it's uncanny
'Bout them there
Sunday panties you got on
Hey, today ain't Sunday
Get 'em off of your fanny
Ooh, under your underpants
You've got a wonderful ass
It's in the back of my mind
But meanwhile, back at the ranch
I-I-I wanna get in your pants
I wanna get in your pants
Listen, I wanna get in your pants
I wanna get in your
Step over here
Come here, little closer now
Did I tell you, I'm in a band？ Yes
And I can do handstands too
I got this burning desire
To don that darling attire
How that elastic snaps
Against my kneecaps
I wanna wiggle into
Your powdered rubber skin
Baby, you got the clothes
You've got romance
You've got the boots
So, I just gotta ask
Can I get in your pants？
Can I get in your pants？
I wanna get in your pants
I wanna get in your pants
Shake it baby, here, come on
Shake it baby, here, come on
Shake it baby, here, come on
Shake it, shake it
Shake it baby, here, come on
And shake it baby
Shake it, shake it baby
Shake it, shake it baby, here, come on
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it baby, here, come on
Shake it baby, here, come on
Shake it baby, shake it baby
22.Monkey With Your Tail
Lyricist：Ivy Rorschach , Lux Interior
Baboon and a monkey playin' in the grass
Baboon told the monkey, 'You play too fast!'
Monkey say, 'Wanna monkey, monkey with your tail
Come on, come on, I wanna monkey monkey with your tail'
A guy walks into a psychiatrist's, got a parrot on his head
The parrot says this, 'Monkey monkey with your tail'
Ooh, ooh, ah, oh, ooh, uh, ahh, ahh
Monkey wears her pantyhose around her knees
All the monkey sailors go to sea, they say
'Monkey monkey with your tail'
Big gorilla show up a'swinging from a tree monkey say
'So what？ More love for me!'
Monkey monkey with your tail
Ooh, ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, uhh, ooh, ah, ah
23.God Monster
Lyricist：Louis Jordan
Hide the virgins, say your prayers
Here come trouble from the cosmic sea
Gouts of blood kill all the squares
It's the Aztec mummy versus murderous me
I'm the god monster from the end of the world
I'm the hothead intruder, I'm the phantom on fire
Switchblade enforcer of the astral swirl
God monsterman, god damn atomic vampire
God monster for your doomsday destination
God monster for your damaged life
God monster for your ruined hallucination
God monster spider in your beehive
I'm the space probe from Venus to the screaming unknown
Top eliminator on a mission for kicks
Boss action guy a psychedelic cyclone
Yeah, a big hunk of love with a bag full of tricks
God monster for your doomsday destination
God monster for your damaged life
God monster for your ruined hallucination
God monster spider in your beehive
I'm the god monster from the end of the world
I'm the god monster from the end of the world
I'm the god monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster from the end of the world
God monster, god monster
God monster, god monster, god monster
24.Blow Up Your Mind
Lyricist：Ivy Rorschach , Lux Interior
I'm gonna get insane
Blow up my mind
Lightnin' bolt my brain
Turn into Frankenstein
Put on a party dress
Jack off 'til I'm blind
Clean up the mess
With turpentine
Never mind mankind
Leave 'em all behind
Blow up your mind
Blow up your mind
Blow up your mind
Like them mummy pharaohs
Over in the med
Wrap up my clothes
And blow up my head
Dynamite or acid？
Hybrow or hybrid？
Foresee the forbidden
Blow the lid off your ID
Never mind mankind
Leave 'em all behind
Blow up your mind
Blow up your mind
Blow up your mind
Go ahead, do it, do it
Do it, do it
Are you a little too healthy？
Drink some bad wine
Trap some bats in your belfry
And blow up your mind
No more static in the attic
Get erratic instead
Get real acrobatic, yes
And land on your head
Never mind mankind
Forget it, leave 'em all behind
Hear me now
Blow up your mind
Blow up your mind
Blow up your mind
Never mind mankind
No, no, no
Leave 'em all behind
Blow up your mind
Blow up your mind
Blow up your mind
Do it, do it
Do it, do it
Do it, do it
Do it, do it
Don't listen to 'em, do it
Do it, do it
25.Devil Behind That Bush
Lyricist：Ivy Rorschach , Lux Interior
Well, there's a devil behind that bush
Yeah, there's a devil behind that bush
Weird wigglin' dance, scared me
Outta my pants that devil behind
Those fire red lips
I was scared stiff
That devil behind
Just one peek got me rattled
Up the creek without a paddle
That devil behind
Ooh, there's a devil behind that bush
Pointy wigglin' tail, what an
Evil female, devil behind
I was ridin' home, just last night
When I came upon an eerie sight
Cat eyes glowin' in the dark
Evil-lookin' and flashin' sparks
Too bad, a devil behind
Yeah, there's a devil behind that bush
Weird wigglin' dance that scared me
Outta my pants that devil behind
Ooh
Hidin' there in her devil suit
Scary, horny head but real cute
That devil tail wiggle sure looked fun
But somethin' 'bout that giggle
Told my feet to run
Ohh, that devil behind
Yeah, there's a devil behind that bush
Weird wigglin' dance, she scared me
Outta my pants that devil behind
Those fire red lips
I was scared stiff
That devil behind
Ohh, there's a devil behind that bush
Hoo
That devil behind
Pointy wigglin' tail
What an evil female
Devil behind
Ooh, that devil behind
Ooh, that devil behind
Ooh, that devil behind
Ooh
26.Bend Over, I'll Drive
Lyricist：Ivy Rorschach , Lux Interior
I like to sit in the back and watch out for cops
Play with baby's hair, play with baby's top
And when she's get tired that way
I whisper in her ear and say
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
Is this the way Jayne Mansfield died？
Bend over, I'll drive
Now, I was born in a test tube
But daddy tried it this way, too
Mama stripped his gears 'fore the light turned red
When she heard what that shiftleff no-count said, he said
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
Is this the way Ernie Kovacs died？
Bend over, I'll drive
Now as I was sayin' before I quit
If you're lookin' for thrills, baby this is it
Even the Queen of Sweden sometimes is needin' some yuks
So if you're on the prowl for a night to howl, just duck
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
Is this the way Grace Kelly died？
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
Is this the way Hank Williams died？
Bend over, I'll drive
Bend over, I'll drive
27.Naked Girl Falling Down the Stairs
Lyricist：Erick Lee Purkhiser, Kristy Marlana Wallace
I went to the museum and stood on a chair
Some girl drew a crowd at what she didn't wear
She made everyone look up there
It was a naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
All the way down, she was up in the air
It was a naked girl falling down the stairs
Yeah, it was a naked girl right in my face
High class culture all over the place
My watch stopped tickin', shoes came unlaced
When she came down a staircase
Naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
All the way down, she was up in the air
It was a naked girl falling down the stairs
It looked like a mistake at a steeplechase
A busted flywheel at stock car race
I fell in love at a terrible pace
When someone gave her a shove down a staircase
Naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
All the way down, she was up in the air
It was a naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
All the way down, she was up in the air
It was a naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
Naked girl falling down the stairs
28.Goddamn Rock 'n' Roll
Lyricist：Ivy Rorschach , Lux Interior
I dig that goddamn Rock 'n' Roll
That kinda stuff that don't save souls
And I'm just horny enough to throw
A flying screw through some halo
Now Jill's bucket Jack had to hold
Some rabbit dug himself some Alice hole
Humpty dunked it 'til he done explode
They did that god damned Rock 'n' Roll
They did that god damned Rock 'n' Roll
The kinda stuff that don't save souls
Ain't nuthin' good about it that I know
Yea, I dig that goddamn Rock 'n' Roll
Now King Tut put it on a chart
Noah took two on his ark
Even before Van Gogh had art
Adam and Eve did it in the park
Now these days 'bout all you got is bull
Ya got yer rockheads and your croissant rolls
In days of old though when knights were bold
They tied a sock around their jelly roll
29.Daisys Up Your Butterfly
Well, I been seein' red and singing the blues
Far back as I can tell
'Til daisys came from heaven
And decorate the gates of hell
You might b'lieve the world is sweet
And fine as sugar candy
But I myself believe
In whatever comes in handy
Daisys up your butterfly
Daisys up your butterfly
Makes me up and wonder why
You got daisys up your butterfly
You're whistlin' past the graveyard
Hopin' for the best
But a hum job after k mart
Just might wreck your party dress
Your poodle smokes, he'll probably choke
And die in his own mink coat
Your rainbow's bringing rain
That's gunna sink your damn love boat
Daisys up your butterfly
Maybe, maybe not
Could be daisys up your butterfly
Or a bad day at Black Rock
30.Burn She-Devil, Burn
Burn she devil, burn, burn she devil
Burn, burn she devil, burn she devil
Burn, burn, burn
She's a hootch dancer down underground
One hot flame pot, she hell hound
Burn she devil, burn red pointy tail
Big black mass burn your fingers on her hot ass
Burn she devil, burn, burn she devil
Burn, burn she devil, burn she devil
Burn, burn, burn
Crotchless panties, breakaway bra warlock antlers
Monkey paw burn she devil
Burn she devil, burn, burn she devil
Burn, burn she devil, burn she devil
Burn, burn, burn
They're all horny down below
And she's the reason they all go
Burn she devil, burn, burn she devil
Burn, burn she devil, burn she devil
Burn, burn, burn
31.Green Door
Midnight, one more night without sleeping
Watching 'til the morning comes creeping
Green door, what's that secret you're keeping？
There's an old piano and they play it hot
Behind the green door
Don't know what they're doing but they laugh a lot
Behind the green door
I wish they'd let me in so I could find out what's
Behind the green door
Knocked once, tried to tell them I'd been there
Door slam, hospitality's thin there
Wonder, just what's going on in there
I saw an eye ball peeping through a smoky cloud
Behind the green door
Well I said Joe sent me someone laughed out loud
Behind the green door
All I wanna do is join the happy crowd
Behind the green door
Midnight, one more night without sleeping
Watching 'til the morning comes creeping
Green door, what's that secret you're keeping？
Green door, what's that secret you're keeping？
Green door
32.Eyeball In My Martini
Went out to eat the other night
Picked up my girl at eight
In my soup I found a fly
Beyond my plate
Was an eyeball in my Martini
An eyeball with a twist
A worm in my Martini too
I said, 'There's somethin' wrong with this'
Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs
Eyeballs everywhere
Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs
Floating through the air
Went to the 'musement park
To ride the Tunnel of Love
But when I went to hold her hand
There was an eyeball in her glove
We went to Lovers Lane
Scan for U.F.O.s
Just imagine what I saw
When I pulled down her pantyhose
Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs
Eyeballs everywhere
Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs
Floating through the air
I took my baby home
For a juicy goodnight kiss
But there was an eyeball starin' at me
Between her parted lips
Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs
Eyeballs everywhere
Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs
Floating through the air
I went to the institute
And asked the doctor there
In the department of eyeballs
'What's this burden that I bear？'
He said, 'You ain't crazy'
He said, 'You ain't insane'
'It's just you got an eyeball
In the center of your brain'
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