The Geraldine Fibbers - Seven Or In 10 lyrics

Talk to me a little more. Talk to me with those lips Pretty pink Make me sink into your eyes Tell me another lie. Take everything I am. Take it for your own Take my home Take my beautiful wife, You'd never take my life. Not so fast f**er. Not so fast f**er. I gotta little trick for you, I can split in two Or in seven Or in 10 little friends On which I can depend. We told you not to touch the door. We told you not to try to get inside our head or in our bed. You wanna own this dish, So you can eat it anytime you wish. Not so fast f**er. Not so fast f**er. Shoulda k**ed me while you had the chance. Shoulda k**ed me while you had the chance. Now I'm a little thing You think you're so tough Let's play rough Your tactics s** I'd rather die then let you rule my life. Talk to me a little more. Talk to me with those lips Pretty pink Make me sink into your eyes Tell me another lie. Shoulda k**ed me while you had the chance. Shoulda k**ed me while you had the chance. Shoulda k**ed me while you had the chance. Shoulda k**ed me while you had the chance. Shoulda k**ed me while you had the chance. Shoulda k**ed me while you had the chance. Ya shoulda k**ed me.