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Eat Your Heart Out - Lords Of The New Church
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A black ride on rodeo drive in your
Fiorucci jeans
You know it's nice when it's just like ice
When it's sucked
So dry
Chelsea girl in romantic frills
Make sure that you're seen
Freudian slips on suburban hips
I'm gonna make you cry
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
Your tv set just fades away 'causa
Some kinda static like me
Your daddy ain't nowhere around
He ain't paying your bills
Skeletons are coming all down
From the attic for tea
Your doktor ain't nowhere around
He ain't curing you know
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
It's a feel for the make it three
We gotta keep it clean
Play it safe in your private room
Outta magazines
You think you put
The x in sex
Ah honey you're so mean
You think you're slick
You know you're so slick
You don't need vaseline
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Shut up and sit down
Rich b***h
Eat your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
Your heart out
