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Miss Boombox Lyrics
I feel nothing.
Miss boombox.(4x)
I feel nothing.
Miss boombox.(7x)
Look into my eyes. So vicious.
Heels on high. So infectious.
Social sickness.
Glittering kisses.
I will make you mine. Malicious.
Take you from behind. So vivid.
The lower you fall, the higher your climb.
Prepare to let me flash and let me die.
(CHORUS)
Microphones and ice cream cones.
Dripping down my collar bone. (Yumyum)
Taste a piece of my bubblegum.
Everybody wants some. (Yumyum)
I like this.
Read between the lines.
You see it.
Cutting like a knife, you feel it.
The lower you fall, the higher you climb.
Intoxicate and let me fly. (Yumyum)
(CHORUS)
Microphones and ice cream cones.
Dripping down my collar bone. (Yumyum)
Taste a piece of my bubblegum.
Everybody wants some. (Yumyum)
I feel nothing.
Poster child, party girl, miss boombox, make me swirl.
I feel nothing.
Poster child, party girl, miss boombox, make me swirl.
I like this.
Poster child, party girl, miss boombox, make me swirl.
Poster child, party girl, miss boombox, make me swirl.
Miss boombox.(4x)
I feel nothing.
Miss boombox.(7x)
Heels on high. So infectious.
Social sickness.
Glittering kisses.
Take you from behind. So vivid.
The lower you fall, the higher your climb.
Prepare to let me flash and let me die.
Microphones and ice cream cones.
Dripping down my collar bone. (Yumyum)
Taste a piece of my bubblegum.
Everybody wants some. (Yumyum)
I like this.
You see it.
Cutting like a knife, you feel it.
The lower you fall, the higher you climb.
Intoxicate and let me fly. (Yumyum)
Microphones and ice cream cones.
Dripping down my collar bone. (Yumyum)
Taste a piece of my bubblegum.
Everybody wants some. (Yumyum)
Poster child, party girl, miss boombox, make me swirl.
I feel nothing.
Poster child, party girl, miss boombox, make me swirl.
I like this.
Poster child, party girl, miss boombox, make me swirl.
Poster child, party girl, miss boombox, make me swirl.
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yum fucking yum is right.
yum fucking yum is right.
I will marry J Star And has his little Cross Dressing Manniquin Children :D
Even if he likes men. :D
He will have me.
this song ruined ice cream for me. but i still like it.
I think this song is just talking about a pretty girl or boy who may be a bit socaily akward or a loner, takes x pills..., rolls & bumps her or his boombox while eating a icecream laying down. (dripping down my colar bones) lol.
this songs about me what are you talking about?