Dans Home Grown Sloppy Marilyn
She wears mascara under her eyes And cottage cheese resembles her thighs Sloppy bombs all over the place Just ask her name - you'll get to third base (they call her) Sloppy, sloppy, sloppy - Sloppy Marilyn She's living her life and it's full of sin She wants to bag a guy but she can't choose one She likes her hot dog right between her buns Spits out the window - her hair is a mess Just a fresh coat of lipstick and she'll look her best C'mon C'mon... you know you all do it too Makes love in the alley and does her whole office too Sloppy, sloppy, sloppy - Sloppy Marilyn There ain't a man alive who has not gone in She's living her life like it's a fantasy It's time to wake up and face reality (spoken) Oh come on, Marilyn... why don't you get sloppy with me, baby? You don't have to wine and dine Just get a six-pack and some pizza She'll go down lost in emotion Like that song from Lisa Lisa She fell off a jeep - she snorted some coke Can't charge cigarrettes - she's simply flat broke
