The night that Presley died The Roxt cheered and the Burger King's Fans cried John the Ox left the room mumbling Somethin' 'bout two hookers and an eight-ball So what's it matter if I lie Who cares as long as she stops cryin' Frankly my dear I don't give a sh** I don't give a damn as long as she swallows it Baby can't you see You don't wanna mess with me Baby can't you see You don't wanna mess with me 'Cause I'm pure... so pure They found Johnny Thunders remains Beneath a coffee table in a room in New Orleans Jimi Hendrix touched the sky On a heavy co*ktail of Vesperax and red wine So what's it matter if I lie Who cares as long as she stops cryin' Frankly my dear I don't give a sh** I don't give a damn as long as she swallows it Baby can't you see You don't wanna mess with me Baby can't you see You don't wanna mess with me 'Cause I'm pure... evil... evil... I'm pure Pure evil.. evil... I'm pure I'm the kind of guy I'm the kind of guy Who sticks a needle in your eye I'm the kind of guy I'm the kind of guy Who sticks a needle in your weepin' eye Kurt shot his life to an end and they Found a note to his imaginary childhood friend Stiv took a Paris taxi on and then they Poured his ashes all over Jim Morrison So what's it matter if I lie Who cares as long as she stops cryin' Frankly my dear I don't give a sh** I don't give a damn as long as she swallows it Baby can't you see You don't wanna mess with me Baby can't you see You don't wanna mess with me 'Cause I'm pure... evil... evil... I'm pure Pure evil.. evil... I'm pure Pure evil.. evil... I'm pure Pure evil.. evil... I'm pure Pure