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Peter Peter (Peter Peter) · White Light White Heat White Trash (Social Distortion) · Sweets for My Sweet/Sweet Sweet Soul (The Sweet Inspirations) · Sweet Sweet Sweet Music (Jahyute Revolution) · Peter White Christmas (Peter White) · Am I the Kinda Girl? [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Cathy Dennis) · That Stubborn Kinda' Fellow (Marvin Gaye) · Kinda Kinks (The Kinks) · The Best of Steve Forbert: What Kinda Guy? (Steve Forbert) · She's Kinda Hot (5 Seconds of Summer) – and 90 other albums »


accidentally stepped into a alternate dimension 
And soon I was abducted by some aliens from space 
Who kinda looked like Jamie Farr 
They sucked out my
and all the tax cheaters 
Sitting in the White House pulling their peters 
Buy me cheeba from the cop down the street 
The only cop with a rope chain
dust at St. Anthony's Feast

All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters
Sitting in the White House pulling their peters
Buy my cheeba from the cop
flat out burglary
What you say we exit stage left so me and you
Could possibly reconvene and play some naked
After all the blouse you wearing is kinda
and all the tax cheaters 
Sitting in the White House pulling their peters 
Buy me cheeba from the cop down the street 
The only cop with a rope chain
flat out burglary
What you say we exit stage left so me and you
Could possibly reconvene and play some naked
After all the blouse you wearing is kinda
pipe game is wicked
And an hour get you by and it can be kinda fitted
Who am I?
I might last for five minutes, but that's all right
Because that 25
wearing is kinda see through
And it's obvious I'm heading wherever you're leading me too
Such an angel with a devilish angle
And quite the certified
pants kinda baggy
KC hat tilted, so now they wanna red flag me
I'm by the bar every time, point blank, Period
The door man hatin', takin' his job too
do you say let's exit stage left so me and you can
Possibly reconvene and play some naked peekaboo
Cause after all the blouse you're wearing is kinda
kinda see through
And it's obvious I'm heading wherever you're leading me too
Such an angel with a devilish angle
And quite the certified sweet talker
exit stage left so me and you can
Possibly reconvene and play some naked peekaboo
'Cause after all the blouse you're wearing is kinda see through
exit stage left so me and you can
Possibly reconvene and play some naked peekaboo
'Cause after all the blouse you're wearing is kinda see through
rally stripes and fog lights
T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice
What that boy name
Birdman Jr., huh
Four was mild but five is so wild
I can
rally stripes and fog lights
T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice
What that boy name
Birdman Jr., huh
Four was mild but five is so wild
I can
Looking for a girl to hug and hold
To cuddle by the fire when the air gets cold
To give me company when I feel gray
A friendly girl with who I can
chest
You can piss on her breast
I like that shit
Project hoes like that dick, don't bite that dick
Give me a spanish sweet hoe
Black from Puerto
that s***
Project hoes like that dick, Don't bite that dick
Give me a Spanish sweet hoe
Black from Puerto Rico

Freak ho, Specialize in givin' me
Where have all our heroes gone what's come over our great land
America is still my home sweet home but where have all our heroes gone
I saw a group
they mostly lay low in the light. 
Hey sweet recovery. C'mon won't you wade into the water with me? 
There are camps down by the banks of the river.
country

My jeans don't sag, they fit, they kinda tight, 
Got on a white t-shirt, no nothin' but work. 
Daylight til dark, that's how I was bread,
and it ain't no crack
And it really don't matter if you're white or black, I

Want to take you there like the Staple Singers
Put something in the tank
all the way to the white side
Okay there's a bright side a day that I might slide
You may call it a past I call it haulin' my ass
Through that patch
all the way to the white side
Okay there's a bright side a day that I might slide
You may call it a past I call it haulin' my a**
Through that patch
ain't stoppin me dawg 
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards 
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords 
You will, die by the gun