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Kiss all your fingers...what's that for?
You´ll never get to heaven with your shirt all tore
Cut through a finger and cut you loose
Lost a lotta blood
Lost a lotta cool cool cool
Now it ain't such a thrill
It get's a little dirty like the guts of a hack
And you'll never get it back,
you'll never get the damn thing back
Looked a picture
Took up half a roll,
the way you went and took off half your clothes...
And now it ain't such a thrill
It ain't such a thrill
It started at the back of the shell
And now it ain't such a thrill
Running to catch up,
the last city bus,
wearing out your yellow hulla dress
Lipstick a mess
Your ch-ch-cherry best
Kissing on the window just to check on the red
You know, it ain't such a thrill
It ain't such a thrill
It started at the back of the shell
Now it ain't such a thrill