F**king On The Dancefloor-Dirty Sanchez

Look at you with your new wave haircut Check you out with your airbrush makeup Look at you Check you out Look at you with your white mesh half shirt Check you out with your spandex miniskirt Look at you Check you out And what＇s the deal with that hot sh*t head toss? What the f**k, is that hot pink lip gloss? What＇s the deal? What the f**k? You make me sick. Yeah right You＇re such a black lacquer table Excuse me? You sure talk a lot. Well you＇re as fake as a beauty shop nagle Admit it, you want what I got You＇ve got invisible fangs And Terri Nunn bangs Your erotic cabaret is nonstop You＇re wearing too many belts And I bet they leave welts Shut up and dance cause I wanna pop Get over here I know what you want Yeah? Yeah. Look at you with your teenage hard on Check you out with your black lace bra on Look at you Check you out Look at you with your mouth on my tit Check you out with your hand on my dick Look at you Check you out, yeah Look at you with my hand down your pants Check you out getting＇ f**ked while we dance Look at you Check you out F**kin＇ on the dance floor F**kin＇ on the dance floor Everybody＇s f**kin＇ F**kin＇ on the dance floor