New Blood Revival - Pam Grier / Pam (Muther f**er) lyrics

Ginger, God has made you Such a pretty girl Forget what they said It's a woman's world I can make you a household name On the tips of the tongues On the walls of the heads Of the boys in the bedrooms Making up names For the stains on the sheets And dreamin' of you In their pants while they sleep New hair, fresh tan Makes you look fine From the gym, to the beach To the racks of the checkout line To the racks of the checkout line And she thought to herself "Does he think I'm that dumb In the same situation What would Pam have done?" Would she play along Just to bu*ter up the plot? Would she let him take her home? Would she whip off her top? Would she let him get hard? Take him halfway to bed? Would she chop off his dick? Or put a bullet in his head? Would she sharpen up the bobby pins And b**bytrap her hair? Would she pound him? Would she drown him? Would she sneer? Would she swear? Motherf**er Motherf**er Motherf**er Ginger, god has sent me Oh, to bump you up From the street to the presidential sweet With a little bit of luck We can make you the very first name On the list of the honeys Whom the very big stars Chose to spend all their money On the 20 million bean brat Askin', "Who the hell is that?" Bring her over let me show her How I make 'em scream Baby you're so good to me And you're so much bigger And better than you have to be And better than you have to be And she thought to herself "Does he think I'm that dumb In the same situation What would Pam have done?" Would she play along Just to bu*ter up the plot? Would she let him take her home? Would she whip off her top? Would she let him get hard? Take him halfway to bed? Would she chop off his dick? Or put a bullet in his head? Would she sharpen up the bobby pins And b**bytrap her hair? Would she pound him? Would she drown him? Would she sneer? Would she swear? Motherf**er Motherf**er Motherf**er Ginger, life's too short To wait around Forget what the other agents said They'll only let you down I can promise in a year from now You'll be down with the tabloids Turnin' away the old men Hangin' with the brat boys Hob-knobbing With a late show guest Gettin' paid big money Just to show your breast For a minute in a movie Underneath low lighting Along with a cheap cast And piss poor writing For right now Let's you and I get naked I can see you got a body And I wanna see you shake it And she thought to herself "Does he think I'm that dumb In the same situation What would Pam have done?"