The Cramps - What's Inside a Girl? Lyrics
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What's Inside a Girl?
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What Are The Lyrics For What's Inside a Girl? By The Cramps?
Whoa...there's some things baby I just can't swallow. Mama told me that girls are hollow. Uh-uh...What's inside a girl? Somethin's tellin' me there's a whole nuther world. Ya gotta pointy bra...ten inch waist. Long black stockings all over the place. Boots...buckles...belts outside. Whatcha got in there yer tryin' a-hide? Hmmm? What's inside a girl? Ain't no hotter question in a so-called civilized world. Can't see it by satellite baby that's cheatin'. The President's callin' an emergency meetin'. The King of Siam sent a telegram sayin' "Wop bop a loop a lop a lop boom bam!" Wooee...What's inside a girl? Somethin's tellin' me there's a whole nuther world. Whatcha got...whatcha got...Whatcha got in the pot? Whatcha got...whatcha got...Whatcha got in the pot? In the bottom of your bottomless bodypit. You got somethin' and I gotta get it. Come onnn...What's inside a girl? Like da itty bitty baby takes apart his toys. I'm gonna find what's rilin' up the boys. Sugar and spice is just a bluff. You can tell me baby...what is that stuff?! Come on...What's inside a girl? That wavy gravy got my head in a whirl.
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Who Wrote What's Inside a Girl? By The Cramps?
Ivy Rorschach, Lux Interior
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What's The Duration Of The What's Inside a Girl? By The Cramps?The duration of What's Inside a Girl? is 3:21 minutes and seconds. |
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