russ thacker - floozies lyrics
[collin]
whatcha doin’?
maude, my ideal
maude, my idol
whatcha doin’?
practicing hard on your violin
napkin folded under your chin
i’m a rat, but when you play
my mind’s a million miles away
all i ever think about is floozies
beautiful exotic kind of floozies
inside my brain
they sure can raise cain
i watch’ em sundays
hootchy_cootchin’ in their undies
every night i see parades of floozies
imaginary harems full of doozies
lying on my davenport
i pucker up and watch ’em salaam
chump that i am
and i am!
if i ever touched a floozy
wonder what she’d do
aw, she’d grab me by the collar
door’d slam
wham!
and she’d holler:
“stinky ugly good_for_nothin’
stinky ugly good_for_nothin’
scram! amscray! scram!
scram! amscray! scram!”
whole town’d listen to her
call me a maniac
“sеx_fiend maniac
scram”
i can tell just who’s a floozy right off
temptation is impossiblе to fight off
inside my head
they climb in my bed
in secret rooms
i tiptoe barefoot over naked buzooms
where are you, you sweet patooties
finger_l!cky jam
where are you, baby_face beauties
hot d_mn
c’mon, c’mon, c’mon
i’m not choosy
floozy
crazy
monster
that i am
and i am
and i am!
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