Rob Zombie - White Trash Freaks Lyrics
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White Trash Freaks
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What Are The Lyrics For White Trash Freaks By Rob Zombie?
Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll She got a sweet face smile and a wicked grin Shot to her crib is an unborn twin Dressed in poly of the union jack Looking like a new world shark attack She go, shake it baby, shake it baby C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones She ride a mean machine called sugar doll ? winter Christmas fall The heart sweet shotgun wind up toy cranking on a shift like a menoloy Shake it baby, shake it baby C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll She's a war hung painting heading west Outlaw ringo across her breath Covering a nasty pitball scar Life ain't shit If you ain't a star I said, Life ain't shit If you ain't a staarr C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones C'mon, get on Get on, get on The broken bones and microphones Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll Doll, doll, doll, doll |
Who Wrote White Trash Freaks By Rob Zombie?
Rob Zombie, John Lowry
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