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Alice Cooper Trash Lyrics

Last updated: 02/15/2013 06:27:29 AM

It ain't the way you crawl across the Cathouse floor
It ain't the way you curse me when you slam the, bedroom door
It ain't the way you sweat me for a handful of, easy cash
You’re just the way you love me when you turn to trash, trash, yeah

It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh, those eyes
It ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive
Oh, you can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, such flash
But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash, oh, you're such trash

I love the way you look, you're such high class tramp
It's not the way you touch me when you, ooh, yeah
You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're ripe at last
But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash, trash, yeah, yow, trash

(Come on, Momma, let me climb on board, oww)

I love the way you look, you're such high class tramp, I like a tramp
It's not the way you touch me when ya, (who) make me understand(aw yeah)
You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream and you're finally ripe at last
But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash

You know you're mighty who, you know you're mighty and wild
Come on now here with that Penthouse smile
Trash
(dirty baby)
Baby, you ain't down long as you can get
To be driven hard and put away wet(yeah)
Trash

Oh, whatchya want, whatchya want, whatchya want, I got it
Oh, whatchya want, whatchya want, whatchya want, I got it

(hey baby, what's your name?)
Aw, she's trash
(uh-huh)
Street trash
(how low can you go?)
Low
(If my low was like a lollipop, would you lick it?)
I think you can get to the chewing center
Oh yeah

Thanks to Amber Lynn for submitting Trash Lyrics.



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