These lips are cherry scented, but they stick like superglue, She says I'm mediocre and I guess that's very true
I paint them lavender, turn a tattoo into bruise She wants to chastise me for things I did not do You go girl!
Help me, I'm burning, Help me, I'm turning,
Help me, I'm burning up! These lips are cherry scented, but they stick like superglue, I paint them cherry red, turn a tattoo into bruise
You go girl! Help me, I'm burning,
Help me, I'm turning, Help me, I'm burning up! Cream corn, cream corn in my ear The slum of hatred I can't hear Please look at me I'm so twisted
And burn me with that skeleton breath Cream corn, cream corn, man made freak Sew my lips so I can't speak
Tell me that I cannot hate
Hate pretty baby I cannot relate.
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