Lyrics Machine Gun Fellatio

Machine Gun Fellatio

Trouble Maker

There's a scream & a shout

I know what that's all about

Get in the limousine baby

My trouble maker

Long cigarettes short skirt fishnets

Get in the limousine baby

My trouble maker

Can't stop turnin' it upside down

Can't stop turnin' it inside out

Can't stop turnin' it upside down

Don't crush the mink

Sit down pour yourself a drink

Here's yr magazine baby

My trouble maker

In the mirror over there

Have a line & fix yr hair

Yr only 17 maybe but you're

My trouble maker

She's boarderline psychotic

She stole my gin & tonic

Her every more's hypnotic

Her looks are so exotic

She's like some cool narcotic

Her every mov'es hypnotic

We glide thur the night

She's my gift-wrapped gelignite

She's my hallowe'en baby

My trouble maker

Something heaven-sent

Some devil-made experiment

I ain't ashamed of you baby

You're my trouble maker