Modern Savage Recordings - Throwing Up lyrics

Mother was a brunette Ask Hugh Hef, it's been going on Since your grandmama did the two step I see your style, well it's all grown up Outside the bar, throwin' up We can watch the fist fight Stay home, get high Sittin' on the couch and on occasion switch sides I see your style, well it's all grown up Outside the club, throwin' up Raised by the rocks stars Raised by the rocks stars At the top of the pedophile pop charts If you look at it from far enough You can see the start of stuff Groovin' to songs about guns and ‘hos Guns and 'hos The sickness went undiagnosed It's tough to say if you're far enough away But it just might be your lucky day Never look up to Never look up to The hands that wanna touch you The hands that wanna touch you Don't give it up to Don't give it up to The hands that wanna touch you The hands that wanna touch you They don't really love you They don't really love you They just wanna f** you Mother was a brunette Ask Hugh Hef, it's been going on Since your grandmama did the two step I see your style, well it's all grown up Outside the bar, throwin' up We can watch the fist fight Stay home, get high Sittin' on the couch and on occasion switch sides I see your style, well it's all grown up Outside the club, throwin' up Pots callin' and kettle's wrong Pots callin' and kettle's wrong We coulda said it when we're dead and gone Said it when we're dead and gone See through high heels, and the 80s heavy metal song We're all the repercussions of the world that we grow up in It's tough to say, if you're far enough away But it just might be your lucky day Never look up to Never look up to The hands that wanna touch you The hands that wanna touch you Don't give it up to Don't give it up to The hands that wanna touch you The hands that wanna touch you They don't really love you They don't really love you They just wanna f** you We could change your identity Change our names To the people we pretend to be We could change We could change your identity Change our names To the people we pretend to be We could change Mo-mother was a bru-bru-ne-nette Ask Hugh Hef, it's been going on Since your grandma-mama did the two-two step-uh I see your style, well it's all grow-grown up-up Outside the bar-bar-bar-bar, throwin up-up We can watch the fist-uh fight Stay-ay home, get high-igh Watch the same-a movie for the 86th ti-ti-ti-ti-time I see your style, well it's all grow-grown up-up Outside the club, a-throwin' up