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s.o.s. - 16mm lyrics

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i’ve got a beef with the bar going straight to my bones
that’s going to beat you apart when i get you alone.
it’s like i’m bleeding the bard for the sugar i broke.
now i’m pleading with the bar for some place i can smoke.
i’ve got the keys to the chords to this rubbish i wrote.

i’m going to melt your little heart with wicked words
-they’re going to stick and self-destruct, like saboteurs.
and come together with a hammer of swift, slick grammar.

but she doesn’t think i mean it when i tell her that i need her so bad.

oh no, s-o-s oh!
daddy’s at the door, but we’ll get undressed so fast.
oh no, s-o-s oh!
maggie’s on the floor, sh-gging it to the motown br-ss.

i’ve got the thirst that you think you can make it with out.
i’m going to break you apart- and i’ll start at the mouth.
you like a vandal for his kicks, but i’m calling you out.
i’m going to brand you full of tricks.
when you break in about the time the pirates and pr-cks hear us shake down and shout-

i’m going to melt your little heart with wicked words
-they’re going to stick and self-destruct, like saboteurs.
come together with a hammer of swift, slick grammar.

but she doesn’t think i mean it, when i tell her that i need to get bad.

oh no, s-o-s oh!
daddy’s at the door, but we’ll get undressed so fast.
oh no, s-o-s oh!
maggie’s on the floor, sh-gging it to the motown br-ss.
(my, oh my)

- 16mm lyrics

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