paroles de chanson Pussy Liquor - Rob Zombie

Earl had a baby
Baby was her name
He knew she was crazy
Tiny was the same
Down behind the shed
Slaughtering the hog
Slice it on the belly
Feed it to the dog

One, two, three, who should I kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill
One, two, three, what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you

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Yeah, I like to get fucked up, fucked up
Yeah, I like to get fucked up too
Yeah, I bet you do
Yeah, I like to get fucked up, fucked up
Yeah, I like to get fucked up too
Yeah, I bet you do

Earl had a baby
Otis was his name
White as a ghost, totally insane
Otis loves the girls
Young and clean
Drowning in a bucket of gasoline

One, two, three, who should I kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill
One, two, three, what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you

Pussy liquor

Make ya sicker

Pussy liquor

Do it quicker

Yeah, I like to get fucked up, fucked up
Yeah, I like to get fucked up too
Yeah, I bet you do
Yeah, I like to get fucked up, fucked up
Yeah, I like to get fucked up too
Yeah, I bet you do

Don't you know something they won't tell
Time on my mind, send them to a hell
Burnin' in the house, spirits are alive
A tongue lashing mama, help 'em to survive

One, two, three, who should I kill?
Every motherfucker running up the hill
One, two, three, what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you

Pussy liquor

Make ya sicker

Pussy liquor

Do it quicker