Beck - Whiskey Faced, Radioactive, Blowdryin' Lady Lyrics
Alright heres a stupid song I wrote todayYeahAlright, ok this is called uh...->would this be a world premiere?Yeah this is probably the first and last time youll hear this one...Ok this is uh...this is whiskey bottle - no this is called uhWhiskey-faced radioactive blowdryin lady or somethingTake out your whiskey bottle thereNow you dont even move out of your chairYour getting juiced up beyond beliefI can barely love you when your getting drunk all the timeYou can get out a blowdryer andBlowdry the hair right off of your headYou can saute my dollar bills and feed em to the dogWhile hes watchin cableIf I catch fire by mistake, shell put out my face with a rakeAnd I shut my mouth before I even breatheWell I can barely touch you honey, cause youre gettin drunk all the timeGotten radioactive tastebuds smeared across the rugSwallow the keys to the chevyYoure gonna weedwack your way to memphis, yeahEverybody knows about your style, you got tin-foil wrapped around your smileWell youre gonna give me a xerox of your buckteeth...Gettin....crap-faced all the timeYodelayeeoooyodelay...
