Lipstickv6

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From: Opiv4me [Opiv4me@aol.com]

Sent: Tuesday, January 06, 1998 4:30 PM

Song: Lipstick

Artist: Guttermouth

transcribed by: Chase Woodford (Opiv4me@aol.com)

Drum intro...then

Play this all the way down to the solo...

On a tuesday afternoon, My mom came into my room

And said get the f**k up otta bed, And get a god d**m job

So I told her hey f**k you mom, And threw the phone at her head

But I missed and hit her in the cunt, So I slammed the door in her face

And said don't barge in my room, Or I'll kick you @$$ and call the cops

And tell them I'm abused, And you'll wind up in jail

While I snowboard in vail, No one to post your bail

Cuz daddy loves me more, He says that you're a...

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Your worthless, your lazy, your stupid, alittle over weight.

Now give me twenty bucks.

No make it fifty bucks.

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Now mom writes me letters, i write return to sender

Let her rot in her cell, I watch the dogs mate on her bed

So sorry mommy I had to pawn,the china, silver, and all your jewelry

I had to eat and rent a bunch of prostitutes..

Like you

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