King Rat

Cutting into rhythms
Playing through the breaks x 2

King Rat

Whipped on
By brainless freaks x 2

King Rat

I could tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya

Kicks and howls
Wails and stomps x 2

King Rat

Socked him in the jaw
Took off x 2

King Rat

I could tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya

This good time bad ass fuck around is going outta style
Been 17 kinds a' damn fool
Played everything off key except that high white note
Now they're standing in the gods for you
(repeat)

No Sir
Lovin' husband
No Sir
Lovin' husband
I don't close my eyes

Quit Stalling
Peek-a-boo shit
Quit Stalling
Peek-a-boo shit
I suspected long ago you learned to live it with it

I could tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya
I could tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya

King Rat

This good time bad ass fuck around is going outta style
Been 17 kinds a' damn fool
Played everything off key except that high white note
Now they're standing in the gods for you

King Rat



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Writer(s): Wendy Patricia James
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