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New Blood Revival lyrics - Ms. Turpentine
| Title: |
Ms. Turpentine |
| Artist: |
New Blood Revival |
| Album: |
Campaigning For America |
| Year: |
1999 |
| Submitted by: |
Pistol Pete 13 |
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I met a wonder woman, she was all Id ever dreamed
She was perfect from the inside out or so it seemed
She was tall and thin and lovely god she almost had it all
But her voice was so damn ugly it could strip the paint of walls
So it's me and Ms. Turpentine, walkin the walk
And everything runs smoothly just so long as she don't talk
But we go bowling every Monday Night
We couldn't afford a house, but both of us liked the sea
So we bought ourselves a housebout, but unbeknownst to me
That housebout couldn't float, so it's parked out on the street
And together we sail the blacktop and drop anchor on concrete
So it's me and Ms. Ten-Packs-A-Day, aboard our little ship
And we know we been ripped off, it don't bother us one bit
Because we go bowling every Monday Night
My best friend passed away agsin, some trouble with a debt
And he left me his sharpie he bragged I won her on a bet
But alas I couldn't breed her she been fixed for past to him
And she answered to Alana and she only had three limbs
So it's me and Ms. Burning Rubber, aboard our little boat
With a god whose fun at partys she's the brunt of all the jokes
We go bowling every Monday Night
We adopted Nancy, she's a blonde with sausage curls
And we've come to the conclusion that she ain't like other girls
She collects these animals and makes them into coats
1000 angry demonstrates throwing red paint at our boat
So it's me and Ms. Salt-in-Wound, a boat that takes in water
A dog with only three legs, and a furrier for a daughter
Oh but we go bowling every monday night
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