Fight Paris - f** Me Stilettos lyrics

Damn right that s*ut's my b**h She f**in' s**ed my God damn dick First time is never enough and Second time you're 'bout to bust and Third time and you're beggin' for more and more and more and... Everybody now take your places And all the ladies with the pretty faces I'll be waiting for you backstage to give you what you need We got, all that you're wantin' We got, all that you're needin' We got, all that you desire I'm feelin' fine and lookin' twice as good The things we're doin', man, I know you wish you could The only thing that matters my friend is we'll be here in the end You can't explain it, and you'll never contain it 'Cause what we are is something that you'll never ever be There's no need to run and hide When everything that you need's inside So come along and join the ride FP's in the place tonight Grip it, rip it, rock it, roll it, and trip it Everybody watchin' knows that we're b**hin' Eyes wide and the drawers are droppin' for what we've got Line 'em up and we'll knock 'em down And tonight we're getting kicked outta this town And all we're leaving behind is a pile of broken hearts and tears We got, everything that you're wantin' We got, everything that you're needin' We got, everything that you desire Once onstage they start to scream our name Once onstage they start to go insane Offstage I'll take one back and f** oh, what's her name? You can't explain it, and you'll never contain it 'Cause what we are is something that you'll never ever be There's no need to run and hide When everything that you need's inside Come along and join the ride FP's in the place tonight Listen up and listen good, 'cause I'll only say this once Forget everything that you've seen and heard and just keep your eyes on us No disrespect intended, and I hate to boast and brag But it's hard to keep my mouth shut when I know that this sh**'s in the bag And we've come too far and we've worked too hard to just roll over and play dead And at the end of the day there's only one things that's still in my head Rock n' roll, rock n' roll Sex, d**, and rock n' roll And if you've got a problem with that you should just hit the f**in' door