Dandy Warhols Welcome To The Third World
Hey there, you know I don't see a dog like you You hang around in the cold blackness And watch it all Guess you just love the ladies Why don't you walk your ass on up Say, "Hey girl, you dance pretty good for a almost white girl" And uhhhhhm ummmm Your lips they sure do match my wallet Hey Oh I get so tired But you know Somebody gotta keep the shotguns off the dancefloor Say, why don't you finish that now girl? And we can stroll out into the midnight air And skin up a fat one Yeah, you gonna dig on this, yip A nice big fat one, yeah, fat one Makes you a little bit insecure See, that's good for a dog like you Chills out your ego I mean, what you gonna do boy? Which tells you you gotta turn the heat up You gonna say, "why don't we go back to my place, so we can talk"? About Dostoevsky
Huh? Hey, where'd she go? The girl is gone now, where'd she go now? You're alone now Oh, this ain't like college town No, welcome to the third world The boys like the girls and the girls like the money You gotta spread it around You see, the girls like the boys and the boys like the honey After bee, after bee, after bee (or after me, after me, after me) The boys like the girls and the girls like the money Spread it around, uh oh 'Cause you like the honey, oooooh Oh yeah, the honey Keeps the bears all stuck in their chairs 'til it's too late And it's way too late Yip, it's all way too late, oh Yip, see the crowd gets a little bit thin And a little bit crazy You see, just like that That's right
I would.
