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Screeching Weasel (Screeching Weasel) · Born Against/Screeching Weasel (Born Against) · Weasel Mania (Screeching Weasel) · Something's Burnin' [Masked Weasel] (Kenny Rogers) · Pop Goes the Weasel [Single] (3rd Bass) · Bring Me My Shotgun [Masked Weasel] (Lightnin' Hopkins) · Back 2 the Weasel Ranch (Snakes-N-Angels) · She Loves Me Not...She Loves Me (Bob E. Bard) · She Loves Me She Loves Me Not (Kiss It Goodbye) · She's the Day, She's the Night (D. & G.) – and 90 other albums »


She had Screeching Weasel
Playing on her radio
Her windows down she looked
at me and then she waved hello
I smiled back and thought about
designed by fools behind closed doors
And another thing I won't discuss is religion
It always causes a fight
Vavoom
There she goes again
'How does she
At least you know
You were taken by a pro
I know just how you feel
She talked a perfect game
Deflecting all the blame
You took the jack
designed by fools behind closed doors
And another thing I won't discuss is religion
It always causes a fight
Vavoom
There she goes again
'How does she
stay home waiting they're protected by the dogs.
A tough old whaler woman who had seen three husbands drown,
Polled the population and she named
In the cool shade of the banana tree
On the rugged trail toward the balcony
A child of the twentieth century
A dried up Goliath and a weasel named
designed by fools behind closed doors
And another thing I won't discuss is religion
It always causes a fight
Vavoom
There she goes again
'How does she
the dose
        All she wrote
        Devour got the power of a double man
        Get excited just don't bite it or you're in trouble man
        Got
Rollin' down the highway, 
Runnin' by the cotton fields
Saw a sign I know I want to see again
Pretty young woman wearing skin-tight britches
just a total blank,
Go on and leave me baby
I don’t need you, I got
Jim and Jack and Hank

Well now you left screaming and your tires screeching
That
heard them iron wheels screeching
When it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught
Token man safe behind a locked door for sure
Minor thief shit,
with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
I'll never forget the first thing she said to me 
She said, hey, you've got weasels
a visa
My swordfish select moves
Jumping through the land across
Collect when the Vette fuse
Polynesian breathing
Suede hit burn the catacombs
She sniffing
the weasel when I explode in her mouth boy that's cold
'Er than Shaquille O'Neal from the free throw line
And I'm a peaceful person so she wanted to give me
[Chorus]

[Eve] 
y'all niggas faggottish 
Cops spot me got me running out my kiss 
Unlatch the ice pieces on my neck and wrist 
Screeching in
Y'all niggas fagottish
Cops spot me got me running out my kiss
Unlatch the ice pieces on my neck and wrist
Screeching in the streets from the five
the weasel when I explode in her mouth boy that's cold
'Er than Shaquille O'Neal from the free throw line
And I'm a peaceful person so she wanted to give me
And by the time you read dis note, I done been spent yo' Visa.

[Stylez]
I remember Beatrice, but niggas like me call her B,	 
'Cause she like to fuck
gotta get robbed because the mob got a job for us
The drove us down to the sober section
Of town where the clowns don't be paying for protection
Thinking about who gotta get robbed because the mob got a job for us 
The drove us down to the sober section 
Of town where the clowns don't be paying for
Thinking about who gotta get robbed because the mob got a job for us 
 The drove us down to the sober section 
 Of town where the clowns don't be paying
me
freeloaders tryna get me
but that's my shorty
I got her running through this planet, just like a bandit
but I don't trust her, 'cause she a hustla
urgency
I'm paralytic, permanently
My vision's blurred but got this bird in Bermondsey
And she's a certainty
I'm hurting certainly, not inadvertently
audacious behavior
I've got to sit on my feet to come down to your level
Your mother should have hung you, from her umbilical cord
If she would have known
Thinking about who gotta get robbed because the mob got a job for us 
 The drove us down to the sober section 
 Of town where the clowns don't be paying