I met her down at Marylin's grave
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Lookin' like an S & M slave
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Drinkin' like a fool
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With a prison tattoo on her cheek
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Well I knew that we would never last
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Cuz we were runnin' from our criminal past
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But none of that mattered
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I was high and she was flattered by me
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I had wine and 2-gram lines
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To get inside her head
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There was no need for roses
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I just layed her down in bed
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(Chorus)
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This ain't a love song
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This is a fuck song
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Don't have to sing along
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This ain't a love song
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It's just a fuck song
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Let's do it all night long
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She didn't wanna look in my eyes
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As we barreled down Mulholland Drive
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Lookin for a place to suck a little face and get high
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Suzy wouldn't call it love
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She was good just givin' it up
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All she really wanted was a little rock and roll tonight
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She said turn it up so fucking loud
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That I can't hear my mind
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She bit down on the bedpost
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And I watched Suzy grind
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(Chorus)
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Albums
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Compilations And Other
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This Ain't A Love Song
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| Motley Crue |
