Tiger Thrash

The sparkle of your lurex shirts
Silk and 80s, that smell of you
You have no sense of colors
But It look so cool
I wanna ride your mustache
Wearing your pair of boots
Put on your fringed jackets
And your cowboy hat
Shaved chest
Go Sexy
Go again
Your dyed blonde hair
Don't remember the color of your hair
Of the tiger
Of the tiger
T-T-T-Tiger!

All women go crazy
But, damn, your heart is taken
You don't need a queen
We know what it means
But you're still my forbidden dream
You are the Tiger
You are exotic
Tiger thrash
You're the king of trash
You are the Tiger
You are exotic
Tiger thrash
You're the king of trash
Tiger!
Go Tiger!
Tiger!
Go Tiger!

This is the land of freedom
Where you can buy a felin
You own your private tv show
Defend your territory
With guns, rifles and bombs
Bo-Bo-Bo-Bo-Bombs!
This is your little town
You are the mayor now
A cospiracy
Against your leadership
But all the haters
Can lick your shaved balls
Can lick your shaved balls
T-T-T-Tiger!

All women go crazy
But, damn, your heart is taken
You don't need a queen
We know what it means
But you're still my forbidden dream
You are the Tiger
You are exotic
Tiger thrash
You're the king of trash
You are the Tiger
You are exotic
Tiger thrash
You're the king of trash

You have everything you want
Tiger
Lion
Murder
Mullet
The king of country songs
The king of country songs
Tiger!
Go Tiger!
Tiger!
Go Tiger!
Tiger!
Go Tiger!
Change my mind
Change my mind
I'm Carol and I did it!



Credits
Writer(s): Massimo Volpi, Michele Bengala, Carolina Galimberti, Silvia Toti, Vanessa Aloise
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