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Bright lights are going dim
I want to hide again
The nights are caving in
On my coloured bedspread
Oooooh
I wanna drift so far
the kinda love
Never get enough of messin' bedspreads up
It's all up to you
Wait until tonight, girl

If you think you're lonely now
Oh baby, I'm on my way
I've got a blue motel room
With a blue bedspread
I've got the blues inside and outside my head
Will you still love me
When I call you up when I'm
oh, oh, oh, oh)
Is spread out on the bedspread stained with wine (oh, oh, oh)

We'll hang some bells on your daylights, and it's like they look brand
a bedspread, or a quilt
Icing on a cake
Or a serene translucent lake
Daria, Daria, Daria
I won't be soothed
I won't be soothed

When you tried to tell me
drip like me, walkin' out in Louis leotard (Yeah)
These Turbo Wheezy wave beats got me singin' to the top (Top)
Bedspread (Spread), Medusa head
triffled way to long
And I wasted my breath on to many songs, about you

There's a feelin' I get, when I look to the wet spots on your bedspread
Because
the door, I lay your head on the floor
With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Red on the ceilin', red on the floor, get a new whore
Met
the door, I lay your head on the floor
With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Red on the ceilin', red on the floor, get a new whore
Met
the fuck up
I'm not playin', I want to bag ya punk
This is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk
Mixed with Egyptian, with a little rappin' pump
Zappin Eric
this million dollar chicken coop
I'd hear those thrift shop cats say, "Brother get him!
Draped on a bedspread made from three kinds of skin!"
All I
this million dollar chicken coop
I'd hear those thrift shop cats say, "Brother get him!
Draped on a bedspread made from three kinds of skin!"
All I
to keep your legs spread
That perfect work it twerk it now we messing up the bedspread
If you like it she can come too
I promise I can make her come too
in my eidertown
Awake I lie in a morning's blue
Room is still my antenna in you
Nylon burns the bedspread with two
Gravity's zero see me stall
I
Awake I lie in the morning's blue
Room is still my antenna in you
Nylon burns the bedspread with two
Gravity's zero see me stall
I bounce off walls
Intro:
Yeah 
Fuck the Feds!

Verse 1:
Eight hundred gees cash on the bedspread
Fucking plugged one left now a feds dead
Dirty business on the low
Bedspreads of sea-foam green
It was sunburns and taking turns
On boogie boards we'd bring

Even if we spent every single cent to stay across the street
We
waves as they wiggle in my water bed 
Pull back the leather covers and silk bedspread 
A mornin massage turnin into a real rough rubdown 
So I figured
and a new bedspread
Now you tell me, was it something I said
Even old blue's taking it rough
She clipped his nails and powdered him up
Her mind's running
your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Red on the ceilin', red on the floor, get a new whore
Met on the second, wet on the third,
Then
thousand miles
Bought the Bentley coupe and a bedspread on the same day
She drove the GTF, fell in love with it the same day
She told me it was her
back, panties on my bedspread
And I know how your body works, let me lick that
Got that fire, got that fire, let me lick that
Shoot it, aim, cock back,
on the bedspread
Baby said "Do you like it dirty?!"

[Chorus x6]
Do you like it dirty? Hoe, you don't deserve me
Do you like it dirty? I fucked a hoe in Berkeley
of soap just to take one shower, ha-ha
Them bare they'd rather kick under mi bed-spread cover
When them come inna the bar shoot under the shower, she just

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