I'm yr fucking customer, yeah, yr my fucking shop
Take my fucking money, baby, gimme what I want
You got all that good good stuff that I just gotta get get get
I got all the money in the world as far as yr concerned
I was born to rule this world and you were born to get me off
Take my fucking dollars, baby, this is what you know you want
Yr my fucking superstar, yeah, I'm yr fucking fan
Pay me close attention, honey, treat me like a man
Every song you've written, every single lyric speaks to me
Every little thing you do's exactly like it's supposed to be
I was made to shimmy to the left and you were born to shake that stuff
Gimme what I'm paying for cos yr not working hard enough
She's his fucking creepshow, baby, he's her fucking freak
Psychedelic acid sex for seven days a week
Their guitars will trip you out like "what the fuck is going on?"
Someone somewhere tries to start a moshpit but the feeling's gone
Random beer slides down my spine, now I'm halfway to throwing up
This is modern culture, baby, party harder, feel the love
Yr my fucking restaurant so serve me up some slop
Get five finger discounts cos I dine in here a lot
You got all that yum yum grub that I just gotta nom nom nom
I worked up an appetite from kicking ass and being hot
You were born to be my slave and I was born to be yr God
Feed me cos I'm hungry, baby, gimme all you fucking got
Take my fucking money, baby, gimme what I want
You got all that good good stuff that I just gotta get get get
I got all the money in the world as far as yr concerned
I was born to rule this world and you were born to get me off
Take my fucking dollars, baby, this is what you know you want
Yr my fucking superstar, yeah, I'm yr fucking fan
Pay me close attention, honey, treat me like a man
Every song you've written, every single lyric speaks to me
Every little thing you do's exactly like it's supposed to be
I was made to shimmy to the left and you were born to shake that stuff
Gimme what I'm paying for cos yr not working hard enough
She's his fucking creepshow, baby, he's her fucking freak
Psychedelic acid sex for seven days a week
Their guitars will trip you out like "what the fuck is going on?"
Someone somewhere tries to start a moshpit but the feeling's gone
Random beer slides down my spine, now I'm halfway to throwing up
This is modern culture, baby, party harder, feel the love
Yr my fucking restaurant so serve me up some slop
Get five finger discounts cos I dine in here a lot
You got all that yum yum grub that I just gotta nom nom nom
I worked up an appetite from kicking ass and being hot
You were born to be my slave and I was born to be yr God
Feed me cos I'm hungry, baby, gimme all you fucking got
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