"DRFSR" as written by Eric Turner, Steven Chamberlin, Jerry Dixon, Joey Cagle and John Oswald....
Certain things you do Really make me mad I must confess
The way the streetlight silhouttes your thighs inside your dress
Wild child in the streets I think I see you But I really don't know
Goin' a million miles an hour Headed out to where the down boys go

Woah Can we rewind to where we've been
Ooh I wish you'd take a look and see the shape I'm in

Where the down boys go, go. Where the down boys go, go
Where the down boys go I wanna go where the down boys go

Baby You comb your hair Put on your shades You look so cool
Gimme the run-around Make me feel like a fool
You got a lot of nerve to call me cheap Even though it's true
I don't care where we go tonight Just take me along with you

Woah Can we rewind to where we've been
Ooh I wish you'd take a look and see the shape I'm in

Where the down boys go, go. Where the down boys go, go
Where the down boys go I wanna go where the down boys go

Certain things you do Really make me mad I must confess
The way the streetlight silhouttes Your thighs inside your dress

Woah Can we rewind to where we've been
Ooh I wish you'd take a look and see the shape I'm in

Where the down boys go, go. Where the down boys go, go
Where the down boys go
I wanna go where the down boys go, yeah
Where the down boys go Where the down boys go
Where the down boys go Where they go---


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"Drfsr" as written by Jerry Dixon Eric Turner

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    General Comment@EddieMonster82 The real lyrics to the song
    Dirty rotten filthy stinking rich
    Oh oh yeah

    Italian cars as long as my street
    I'm gonna wear exotic animals on my feet
    Pretty rocks on my fingers, pretty bells on my toes
    Lots of caviar for my mouth, maybe I'll even pierce my nose

    Give me, give me just half a chance
    To lead you in this corporate dance
    I'll be dirty rotten filthy stinking rich
    (Hu Huu Ha Huu Ho Huu)

    Sign it all in the palm of my hand
    Nothing gonna get in the way, do you understand
    I got a house, I got a jet
    I got a Rolls Royce painted blue
    The only thing that's left is for me to own you too

    Give me, give me just half a chance
    To lead you in this corporate dance
    I'll be dirty rotten filthy stinking rich
    (uuuuuuu, yeah)

    I'm gonna have more money than you have ever seen
    Baby I just want all the frills
    I'm gonna insulate my body in green, me too
    I'm going to light my cigarettes with 100 dollar bills

    Give me, give me just half a chance
    To lead you in this corporate dance
    Give me, give me just half a chance
    To take you on a hopeless romance
    And I'll be dirty rotten filthy stinking rich

    I told you what I want, I want bank accounts
    And I want cd's and I want early term roll overs
    I want everything
    Give me, give me, give me now the fucking
    EddieMonster82on January 11, 2017   Link

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