Baby, Let's Twist

Baby, Let's Twist

The Dictators

Well she used to be lonely
But she ain't anymore
She was a teenage madonna
But now her clothes are all torn

She's got red lips, red lips
She's got blood on her fingertips
She's got red lips, red lips
But they ain't the kind you want to kiss

She looks for love
Where the sun never shines
She's crying

Written by SHERNOFF
Published by BUG MUSIC

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