Beck - Hollywood Freaks Lyrics
Hot milkMmmm...tweak my nippleChampagne and rippleShamans go crippleMy sales go tripleWe drop lobotomy beatsEvaporated meatsOn hi-tech streetWe go soloDance floors and talk showsHot dogs, no dozHot sex in back rowsI wanna know what makes you screamBe your twenty million dollar fantasyTreat you real goodExpensive jeansHollywood freaks on the hollywood sceneTouch it real good if you want a pieceParty people know Im that type of freakPeople look so snootyTake pills make them moodyAutomatic bzootyZero to tutti fruittiSex in the hallsNiagra fallsLocal shopping malls receiveAnonymous callsHot like a cheetahNeon mamacitaEat at tacoriaPop lockin beats from koreaLooking like jail baitSelling lots of real estateLooking like a hot dateBanging like an 808Do you want to feel this?Do you want to feel this?Norman schwartzkoffSomething tells me you want to go homeChampagne, biblesCustom clothes you ownCalling up from special area codesHollywood nuns with the hollywood phonesI got nothing to do, nowhere to goIll tell you what you wantIf you want to knowSatin sheetsTropical oilsTurn up the heatTill the swimming pool boilsLet all the neighborsRead it in the papersMaking all those gentlemen cryRealistic tearsJockin my mercedesProbably have my babyShop at old navyHe wish he was a lady
