They don't play the song on the radio
They don't show the tits in the video
They don't know that we are the media
They don't know that we start the mania
Eyes don't want to see but I'm making you
Ass is off it's seat and I'm shaking you
Walking down the street I'm the lady, ja'
Showing off my map of Tasmania
Soft and sweet and shaped like a triangle
Some girls want no shape and they shave it all
That's so whacky, hurts with the stubble
Walking round, look like an eight year old
I say grow that shit like a jungle
Give 'em something strong to hold onto
Let it fly in the open wind
If it get too bushy you can trim
They don't play the song on the radio
They don't show the tits in the video
They don't know that we are the media
They don't know that we start the mania
Eyes don't want to see but I'm making you
Ass is off it's seat and I'm shaking you
Walking down the street I'm the lady, ja'
Showing off my map of Tasmania
They don't show the tits in the video
They don't know that we are the media
They don't know that we start the mania
Eyes don't want to see but I'm making you
Ass is off it's seat and I'm shaking you
Walking down the street I'm the lady, ja'
Showing off my map of Tasmania
Soft and sweet and shaped like a triangle
Some girls want no shape and they shave it all
That's so whacky, hurts with the stubble
Walking round, look like an eight year old
I say grow that shit like a jungle
Give 'em something strong to hold onto
Let it fly in the open wind
If it get too bushy you can trim
They don't play the song on the radio
They don't show the tits in the video
They don't know that we are the media
They don't know that we start the mania
Eyes don't want to see but I'm making you
Ass is off it's seat and I'm shaking you
Walking down the street I'm the lady, ja'
Showing off my map of Tasmania
Lyrics submitted by theLOLfish, edited by moralkitty, Mellow_Harsher
Map of Tasmania Lyrics as written by Henry Ritson Amanda Palmer
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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some of the lyrics are wrong, these should be right (Y)
They don't play the song on the radio They don't show the tits on the video They don't know that we are the media They don't know that we start the mania Your Eyes don't want to see what I'm making you Your ass is off its seat and I'm shaking you Walking down the street I'm the lady - ah - Showing off my map of Tasmania
Soft and sweet and shaped like a triangle Some girls want no shape and they shave it all That's so whack, it hurts with the stubble Walking 'round and look like an eight-year-old Soft and sweet and shaped like a triangle Some girls want no shape and they shave it all That's so whack, it hurts with the stubble Walking 'round and look like an eight-year-old
I say grow that shit like a jungle Give 'em something strong to hold onto Let it fly in the open wind If it get too bushy, you can trim
They don't play the song on the radio They don't show the tits on the video They don't know that we are the media They don't know that we start the mania You Eyes don't want to see what I'm making you Your ass is off its seat and I'm shaking you Walking down the street I'm the lady - ah - Showing off my map of Tasmania
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