The Body Thief
Do you take what's in the box, or what's behind door 213 Chocolate man's gone crazy, he's in the oxford up the street Gonna take the Green river boat ride With a Sea-Tac walking ho With a cast of killers, Black and Decker drillers Funked up mental load Hides the hooded zodiac, hey baby what's your sign Got San Francisco shaking like the San Andreas line Chuckie's selling time share at the San Quentin country club Gien the mean lone furniture fiend Selling tickets to his house of blood The sweat beads up as the devil in you Winds your ticking time bomb And lights your vicious fuse Gone, gone daddy you're really gone On your bed of tales you somber on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone Does it get you high, does it turn you on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Teddy scared my mother and the collegiate debuatante Clicked the switch and watched him twitch, we fried the bastard raw Jeff got one foot in the closet, one hand in the cookie jar That ain't Palmolive you're soakin in It's the flesh remover sauce The sweat beads up as the devil in you Winds your ticking time bomb And lights your vicious fuse Gone, gone daddy you're really gone On your bed of tales you somber on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone Does it get you high, does it turn you on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone On your bed of tales you somber on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone Does it get you high, does it turn you on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone On your bed of tales you somber on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone Does it get you high, does it turn you on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone On your bed of tales you somber on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone Does it get you high, does it turn you on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone On your bed of tales you somber on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body) Gone, gone daddy you're really gone Does it get you high, does it turn you on Gone, gone daddy You're just a body thief (Just a body)
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Writer(s): Taime Downe, Brent Muscat, Greg Steele, Eric Waxman
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