The Hellacopters — Throttle Bottom

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I got a chip on my shoulder that’s the size of a car
My personality sucks like a drain
An ego that shines like a bright burning star
A cock so heavy that it hangs like a chain

I like to rock, baby, kick it all night
In my cave we’re just hangin’ low
When it’s time for dinner, babe, I’m always on time
And when I find myself you’ll be the first to know

I’m gonna throttle high
I’m gonna throttle down
I’m gonna stick it where it don’t belong
I’m gonna throttle bottom on

I like to drink something the way it must be crack
You beat me like a rented mule
Sweet bloody kisses smackin’ my back
So forget my dirty past just because I rule

Like a punk in Copacabana
Like a kid born in Havana
I’ll make a raft and drift out to sea
And get the best tan that you’ve ever seen

I’m gonna throttle high
I’m gonna throttle down
I’m gonna stick it where it don’t belong
I’m gonna throttle bottom on

I got a chip on my shoulder that’s the size of a car
My personality sucks like a drain
An ego that shines like a bright burning star
A cock so heavy that it hangs like a chain

I’m gonna throttle high
I’m gonna throttle down
I’m gonna stick it where it don’t belong
I’m gonna throttle bottom on

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