Going Red

Oooooh she's wearing too much make up
has a pierced lip and a rubbish haircut
drinks another blood stained vodka lemonade
and sleeps her way across the council estate

oh yeeeeeaaaaah she's overtly sexual
gyrates herself another temperature
the dye in her hair and the rips in her jeans
she's going red to feverish screams

oh yeeeeeaaaaah she's forever unfaithful
gyrates herself from table to table
her knee high boots and her plastic beads
she's going red against the fruit machines

And I know I excite you
And you want me to bite you
but it's just too hard
but it's just too hard

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