The Living Tombstone Ken Ashcorp/Absolute Territory (Remix)

Текст песни "The Living Tombstone — Ken Ashcorp/Absolute Territory (Remix)"

She's got a fetish for fine art,
A pair of knee-socks and an oversized sweatshirt,
She goes right to my heart,
She comes a'knocking with her stocking, and I get hurt.

I get the feeling I'm in deep
Troubled waters, but they're only thigh-high.
This kind of girl don't get no sleep,
Don't wake your father, skip the starters, strap those garters up,
Oh my my!

Checkered pattern on your skirt,
I see you flaunting, see you taunting, it's so sickening.
I can't resist the way you flirt,
I should be dead, but my heartbeat's quickening.

I get the feeling less is more,
It's an excuse just to shake your little derrière,
That ratio; a perfect score,
A girl's status is measured by her denier.

Lie down, baby,
Arch your back now,
Maybe you can help me get what I want.
Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine,
It's all about the game and what you flaunt.

Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you,
When you know that you're not teasing me,
She's an absolute terror for Absolute Territory.

(You're so hotly contested, here's a tip –
You should rename your thighs to the Gaza Strip.)

That's it, baby, take control,
You're so enticing, mesmerizing, don't know how to react,
You're gonna steal my very soul,
More manslaughter than the third impact.

I see you strutting in that pleat,
Double-taking, yeah I'm shaking and you know, it shows.
This kind of girl just can't be beat,
She whispers in my ear,
‘Take off your clothes.'

Lie down, baby,
Arch your back now,
Maybe you can help me get what I want.
Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine,
It's all about the game and what you flaunt.

Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you,
When you know that you're not teasing me,
She's an absolute terror for Absolute Territory.