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Debbie Harry meets Lou Reed and does him up against the wall while Gang of Four plays in the background.
Greg did all the music and production. He rules!
The first song I've ever posted here with an explicit label on it. Damn punks!
Greg did all the music and production. He rules!
The first song I've ever posted here with an explicit label on it. Damn punks!
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Lyrics
Old raincoat,
dead hairdo,
a pocket full of rubbers
and a box of cigarettes,
last night's party running down her face,
lost one of her stilettos.
Been raining for an hour,
doesn't really matter.
It's the story of her life.
No one in this town,
uses a fucking umbrella.
Boy candy,
boy candy
boy candy
body candy,
chew her up
and spit her out
but save the paper
for later
Her roomate Benny,
he's a dancer,
looks in the mirror every day,
takes the measure of his body,
watches his face turning gray.
Boy candy
boy candy
boy candy
boy candy
chew him up
and spit him out
but save the paper
for later.
(instrumental bridge)
CHORUS
And I'm walking on
some kind of street like that,
cracks in the pavement
waiting to pull
me down to the ground.
dead hairdo,
a pocket full of rubbers
and a box of cigarettes,
last night's party running down her face,
lost one of her stilettos.
Been raining for an hour,
doesn't really matter.
It's the story of her life.
No one in this town,
uses a fucking umbrella.
Boy candy,
boy candy
boy candy
body candy,
chew her up
and spit her out
but save the paper
for later
Her roomate Benny,
he's a dancer,
looks in the mirror every day,
takes the measure of his body,
watches his face turning gray.
Boy candy
boy candy
boy candy
boy candy
chew him up
and spit him out
but save the paper
for later.
(instrumental bridge)
CHORUS
And I'm walking on
some kind of street like that,
cracks in the pavement
waiting to pull
me down to the ground.














































































































gail60
Why the F bomb....With all the talent you have, I would never have thought you needed to go there. I just hate it when we can't think of something more creative than that word to put in a song, or use period. I'm sure everyone will probably love it, so what do I know? All the best to you.