Sunday, June 3, 2007

hate to say it...

Chill out:

Chill out chill out

It’s not as if you were being murdered

Chill out chill out

So you’re not the world’s favorite Virginal slut

But if you’re in desperate need of a haircut

Here are some tweezers I used on a female mutt

Chill out chill out

Your life has the concept of a sharp pervert

Chill out chill out

So they’re all freaks, which makes you their queen

Behind the sliding doors and what’s in between

You’ve made a point of keeping it lean

Chill out chill out

Put on your heels and stick it out…

Ain’t that what it’s all about?