Lyrics & Music Copyright (c) 1999 by William Gidney, aka Jesus of Borg
LSG appears on the Crucimilation CD.
Yeah baby/Put on your lipstick/And your high heels too/We're going dancing tonight.
Little Molly Pee-Pee Pants/Wants to go to the dance/How she will?
She don't know/Cuz her mom won't let her go.
Out the window/Down the tree/Up the street/She's running free.
(Chorus featuring Female Background Vocalists)
In a small town/Small town girl/Small town/Small town girl in a Vampyre world.
Like Bosch/She's gothic/Like the Trenchcoat Mafia/Ya just can't stop it.
She's dark/And moody/Little West Coast Vamp/Who can see right through me.
Her nails/Are painted/As black as her hair/But her memories are fading.
She's tripping/And fisting/As deep as her tats/With the ink still dripping.
She's a Rava/And a Playa/Digging up the Dance Floor/With an Undead Flavor.
Like a mystic/Inconsistent/Tied up in bondage/So ya just can't miss it.
When she's Rollin'/She's Truckin'/Sucking on a Lollipop/And Graveyard-fucking.
(Chorus)
Yeah, baby/Yeah, you know that's where I'm from.
(I'm talking P.S.L./In the F.L.A. honey).
Cry: You love me/Sing it to me/Dance for me:
Little Slave Girls/But you don't even know me!
So blow me/And maybe then/I'll let you get to show me.
You owe me/No, you'll never get the chance/To fucking own me.
So take me/Or eat me/No, I don't care/Cuz you'll never ever be me!
So sue me/Don't Jew me/Don't tell me jack/No, you never fucking knew me!
(Chorus)
Yeah, baby/I'm a Hellbilly Hound/With a Mississippi frown.
I've got it up/And you're going down!
Romancer/On Prancer/Moving to the rhythm/Like an Auschwitz Dancer.
She's dizzy/Thin Lizzie/She's got it going on/And likes to keep it busy!
Like Tyson/She's a fighter/Thinks herself a lover/But she's nothing but a biter.
Conspire/Exciter/Feedin' off of blood/Like an AIDS infected spider.
Desire/Hellfire/Burning in her blood/Like a funeral pyre.
(Chorus)
Yeah, baby/With her hand held out/In the Night/
Another Small Town Vamp/Takes a Big City bite!
