Guttermouth

Bree Sharp

Composição de: Bree Sharp/Simon Austin
In this concrete jungle void of charms 
With take-out porn and car alarms 
No one's bringing armies in to keep the girls from speaking sin 
Der blocks are stacking and the sound of bricks is 
Clacking while the cement mixes 
When the eyes of workmen stop and fix this 
Chick's mouth's full of asterixes 

Guttermouth, she spits on every curb 
and she flips the boys the bird 
and every other word is from the 
Guttermouth, she grabs her crotch in public 
and I guess that they're all stuck with 
The guttermouth, guttermouth 
Guttermouth, guttermouth 

City life is hard to cope with 
Sleazy gropers pushing dope 
Sometimes survivals only hope's 
A mouth that needs a wash with soap 
And water couldn't clean this town 
The seweres run above the ground 
The streets are like a lost and found 
For vagabonds who spew sounds from the gutter 

Guttermouth, mothers disaprove 
Of the vile talk and lewdness 
Miss, stop the filth protruding from that 
Guttermouth, though they try so hard to punish 
The boys all want to run with 
The guttermouth, guttermouth 
Guttermouth, Guttermouth 

She's got tons of DNA 
But all they see is T & A 
A perfect lady looks that way 
Knows what she can and cannot say 
To the bending men who alter their 
Direction as they try to hault her 
Caterwaul as they assault her 
Afterall this can you fault her guttermouth 

Guttermouth, her one serenity 
Is showing her identity 
Ain't in sainthood, but obscenity 
Guttermouth, make her feel bad for her curves 
Then you're gonna get what you deserve 
Straight from the guttermouth 
Guttermouth, guttermouth 

Guttermouth, she spits on every curb 
And she flips the boys the bird 
And every other word is from the 
Guttermouth, says, "If you're gonna walk these blocks, 
Then you better talk the tough talk 
Just like a guttermouth" 
Guttermouth, guttermouth
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