Cherry Poppin' Daddies - Julie Grave lyrics

Stop, bend over, 'cause Im'a take you in the park I got a sensory deprivation chamber That doctors call the heart And we're just birds of a feather who get their clothes in a tear Cross yourself in front of the hearse 'Cause Im'a pull your underwear Who loves ya, dear? I'm here for Julie Grave She's the type I crave She's not bikinis and toner and d**tore l-l-lemonade And she's twice my age So get all your bubble booties off the stage My little l-l-libertines She stomped like a Clydesdale into my path She's a big mouth cooze with a motor driven a** Aww When she loves, it gets violent Take up a stall in the public head She's like a n-n-nun in black lipstick Her face powdered like she's dead She just got done with divorcing The guy who gave her all the bucks I guess she k**ed her desire to cheat on him By taking up harder d** (aww) Who needs a hug? I'm here for Julie Grave She's the type I crave She's not bikinis and toner and d**tore l-l-lemonade And she's wise and brave So tell all the bubble booties to behave She's Zha Zha. She's Bettie Page She's a top Calamity star attraction And not one moment of Zero Action Come on, sing the song... Na na..... My double, our couple, tripled to menage, yeah We'll ford the river Styx and fow like a drunken boat That cuts through your blacktop mirage Julie Grave She's the one I crave She's not bikinis and cola or lemonade God, these jokes are dry We're on a golden elevator to the sky My little Gemini Julie Grave She's the one I crave She's not bikinis and cola or lemonade God, these jokes are dry We're on a golden elevator to the sky My little Gemini