الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Sweat, sweat, cos I’m a poisonous pill,
Pop me in your mouth baby, sit and be still,
Not yet, I ain’t through wit’ you girl,
Put me in your glass baby, give me a swirl.
I said sweat, sweat, cos I’m a poisonous pill,
Pop me in your mouth baby, sit and be still,
Not yet, I ain’t through wit’ you girl,
Put me in your glass baby, give me a swirl.
Don’t stop don’t let it (oh),
Freeze up your trembling lips,
Don’t you regret it (oh),
Cos you can bet that this won’t even ever happen again.
So hold me close tiny dancer,
The only thing I’ve got’s this electrorock cancer,
I saw a picture on the canvas,
Baby’s got a ciggy in her lip and knows she’s cancerous.
Yes, yes; in your tight white dress.
You’re all alone and I’m about to microphone check.
