Songtexte

You're a suede daddy on the boulevard That boy's no nelly, he'll break your nose and take your car And it's consolation prizes, Consolation prizes That's all that's keeping you alive Keep my weapon clean between your tits Yeah, I finally got the message, mama, and this is no time to quit Consolation prizes, consolation prizes That's all that's keeping you alive Honey what you don't know won't hurt you too bad You've never seen the real money You've never played the heavy games All you've got is your 12 volt brain ... brain Cheap magazines won't let me be You know I feel so clean, but they're all digging dirt on me And through the lonely nights I'm thinking Through the lonely nights I'm thinking She's sweet, my consolation prize Honey, what you don't know, won't hurt you too bad You've never seen the real money You've never played the heavy games All you've got is your 12 volt brain ... brain Is it a hit or is it a miss It's a consolation prize Is it a fix, man, is it the chicks, yeah Consolation prizes Is it a high baby, is it a shot I said it's consolation prizes Consolation prizes Consolation prizes Consolation prizes Consolation prizes Consolation prizes Consolation prizes
Writer(s): James Newell Jr Osterberg, James Williamson, J. Ostherberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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