Fresh to death and dressed to digress.
I'm just a tiger and I'm lookin for a tigress.
My guess is that you might bless,
Me with your holy water just like you were a pope baby.
You got me hangin from a rope lady,
Just like a tire swing lovin you is tiring.

Hoold hold let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath
You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry me
Children, exit the building
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
You are the shit girl x2
You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim
Team, pass the string beans.
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
You are the shit girl x2

I've been to Prague, I've been to Iraq
In search of booty and I never came back.
Where you from? You must be Japanese-Jamaican
'Cause your panties are making me hot and I'm not fakin
I wanna be makin you scream like a car alarm
Your fingers raking me like leaves on an autumn lawn
All up in my spaghetti like your parmesan

Hoold hold let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath
You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry me
Children, exit the building
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
You are the shit girl x2
You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim
Team, pass the string beans.
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
You are the shit girl x2

Hoold hold let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath
You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry me
Children, exit the building
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
You are the shit girl x2
You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim
Team, pass the string beans.
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
You are the shit girl x2

Hoold hold let me catch my b-b-b-b-b-b-reath
You can do me up like Woodrow Wilson, carry me
Children, exit the building
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
You are the shit girl x2
You can do me up like Bruce Springsteen, ask the swim
Team, pass the string beans.
Let me love you like you are the shit girl
You are the shit girl x2
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Dressed To Digress Lyrics

Boy Crisis – Dressed To Digress Lyrics