Rancid - The Brothels Lyrics
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The Brothels
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What Are The Lyrics For The Brothels By Rancid?
Yeah yeah
The ladies on the corner selling ecstasy. They're dressed in fancy get ups like in porno magazines Minors in the disco takes his first drink Cops on the lawn waitin' for the kids to leave. Willey knew the Brothels Willey had the speed Willey had the friends that had everything you need Willey knew the Brothels Willey had the speed Willey had the friends that had everything you need We have everything you need And when I first did him I knew that he was tough, And not to my surprise he really liked it rough, Red leather pants, a tattooed neck And prayin' hard to Jesus saying givin' him a rest Willey knew the Brothels Willey had the speed Willey had the friends that had everything you need Willey knew the Brothels Willey had the speed Willey had the friends that had everything you need We've got everything you need Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Yeah Willey knew the Brothels Willey had the speed Willey had the friends that had everything you need Willey knew the Brothels Willey had the speed Willey had the friends that had everything you need Willey knew the Brothels Willey had the speed Willey had the friends that had everything you need Willey knew the Brothels Willey had the speed Willey had the friends that had everything you need We have everything you need, You need you need You need you need You need you need |
Who Wrote The Brothels By Rancid?
Kraemer, Joe Kraemer
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What's The Duration Of The The Brothels By Rancid?The duration of The Brothels is 2:57 minutes and seconds. |
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