Rubberman - Molly Lyrics
Hold on bellaHe's the real McCoySuburban trashGlorified boy toyChameleon to what you're going throughA cheatah's boltAnd a lion's screwKnows damn wellIt ain't no way to beCooks a mean old messWith daddy's recipeArms are warmHeart is going to freezeYou look backYou're suffering for...Hey molly do you have the faithTo deal with something real todayThought you want me not to feelBaby, you're mind has slipped awayYou're a girl not a ladyThought you wanted me to beSuffering for...Hold on babyWith your breath of milkYour feet of feathersyour chest of silkReal estate, your bodyWhat a cut he'll takeFor heaven's sakeWhat a scar he'll makeKnows damn wellIt ain't no way to beCooks a mean old messWith daddy's recipeArms are warmHeart is going to freezeYou loo backYou're suffering for...Does it scare you when I make that face