d**h Grips - Three Bedrooms In A Good Neighborhood lyrics

I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no Nylons on Side b**hes don’t Your table through my My body through your Three bedrooms in a good neighborhood On fire like a margarita made out of wood She got solar panels for thirty cents a watt In the future, there’s a party from the past, she’s a cop I’ll jail break ADX with a blank tarot card Same card pull your hoe card like Zoltar Two crystal balls dangle from my boneyard I’m niagara falls flowing crowbar La la la la, I got folsom bars Tour flows urinal take a dive bars La la la la Go down in the fifth you service town car Swiftly service me, b**h it’s called outlaw Nylons on veal Side b**hes don’t heal Your table through my head My body through your bed I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no Three bedrooms in a good neighborhood On fire like a margarita made out of wood She got solar panels for thirty cents a watt In the future, there’s a party from the past, she’s a cop This private ocean I carve I’ll carve this b**h into high art No say b**h made state of mind art My murder spree murk out this conk Albert Fish gaunt sunk out this conk Strictly ugly f** for your c*nt c*nts over easy and more blunts Thermal strong arm gravity sink bong Head games with an only child I foghorn devils devils jelly Felt me, unbelt me, bombard your belly Force feed me through your telly Cyborg swelling pregnant can’t abort Nylons on Side b**hes don’t Your table through my My body through your Nylons on veal Side b**hes don’t heal Your table through my head My body through your I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no I’m all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no Nylons on Side b**hes don’t Your table through my My body through your Nylons on veal Side b**hes don’t heal Your table through my head My body through your