I'm dialing in now
Paris, salute
Betty Rubble

Oh my god I just got back from Europe
Oh, I need one of those sunshine massages
Let me tell you about Vienna

I got into Vienna from Copenhagen after sunset
And was pleasantly surprised at how unamused the Viennese were to
The 6'2'' black American glamazon that is the American rapping sensation
Mykki Blanco
Paparazzi were obviously mislead by a decoy some two hours prior
And so I was met solely in an orange cracker jackbox of a car
By a really busty German heavy metal chick named Marlene
And this waifish Persian pretty boy named Sammy Nagasaki
I was totally smitten and confused on how
He was Persian with a Japanese last name that... whatever
I was instantly into him
And, you know, those are the kind of the kinds that are super skinny
with really fem habits, but are never actually faggots?
I know right
I know right
So we start talking then he's totally already doing that thing guys do
Where they're touching me all over places they usually aren't allowed to touch girls
And it's totally this thing when they have to be subjectively gettin' off of the
fact
That they're you know I casually even let them touch this part of my thighs
Not even talking about the boredomes and ??? and as well as the nudes
and... shit
We're late to the Constalla(?)
So we start running down to this tiny little street
Clip clap
Clip clap
The sound of my platform heels on the cobblestone
And it leads into this underground tunnel that's flickering
But the dirty green streetlight crackling on the tile
And I hear the dancing ? bodies from the basement discotheque
I opened the door and the rose colored club room
Just twinkling the aquatile lasers cutting octagonal prisms across the dance floor
Sammy says:
"Outside, where all those kids are smoking,
Used to be littered with junkies
So many junkies, they had to close the subway station
So many junkies, you couldn't move
So many junkies, you have stray cats and sewer rats
and little sparrows who they found od'ed"
"It sounds so Christiane F." I said
"Yeah, totally Christiane F." he said

I got loaded in Vienna
I got loaded in Vienna
Boy, I was a mess
I got loaded in Vienna
I got loaded in Vienna
Deep down in the discotheque

I got loaded in Vienna
I got loaded in Vienna
Boy, I was a mess
I got loaded in Vienna
I got loaded in Vienna
Deep down in the discotheque

I'm coming back someday, come with me to Vienna
I'm coming back someday, come with me to Vienna
I'm coming back someday, come with me to Vienna
I'm coming back someday, come with me to Vienna



Lyrics submitted by iluzn, edited by machrromar

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