My boy's Paris
Ah ah ah ah ah
He's wrapped in fancy dinners
He sells life
Ha ha ha ha ha
He's lost and found his way again
I'll mesmorize a thing or two
Blow hard
Blow hard
Blow ha ha hard
Ah, well, dead sexes
Ow, well, dead sexes
My boy's Dallas
He's wrapped in hide and leather
He breaks stride
Ha ha ha ha
He's lost and found his way again
Blow hard
Blow hard
Blow ha ha hard
Oh, dead sexes
Oh, dead sexes
Ah ah ah ah ah
He's wrapped in fancy dinners
He sells life
Ha ha ha ha ha
He's lost and found his way again
I'll mesmorize a thing or two
Blow hard
Blow hard
Blow ha ha hard
Ah, well, dead sexes
Ow, well, dead sexes
My boy's Dallas
He's wrapped in hide and leather
He breaks stride
Ha ha ha ha
He's lost and found his way again
Blow hard
Blow hard
Blow ha ha hard
Oh, dead sexes
Oh, dead sexes
Lyrics submitted by scream&shake
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I wish they had mastered this song at some point, so I could listen to it a little better. As far as I know, they don't play it any more, but you can still see on the 2003 punkcast from sin-e