Collection / Skid Row / Slave to the Grind
Lyrics
[Affuso, Bolan, Hill] Zoned out afternoon Let's catch "who's on top of whom" Tell it like it is 'Cause it isn't anyway Much to my surprise I caught it right between the thighs My sweet little sister Was layin' me away My jaw dropped dead to the table She put my cool in shock Crack kills and blood spills baby But psychos, dykes and transvestites Are on the choppin' block Oh no - I saw my baby on the creepshow Out on - spillin' my guts on the news Oh no - I caught my woman on the creepshow Hit me with a shovel 'cause I can't belive that I dug you She filled my boots with lead Was it something that I said A picture paints a thousand ugly words Baby's acting tough Check out my fisticuffs That's just what she deserves I can't flip from the station Can't unplug what's done Her six-foot-deep temptation She nicked my shin, and then kicked me in, And then she buried me for fun Oh no - I saw my baby on the creepshow Out on - spillin' my guts on the news Oh no - I caught my woman on the creepshow Hit me with a shovel 'cause I can't belive that I dug you My jaw dropped dead to the table She put my cool in shock Crack kills and blood spills baby But psychos, dykes and transvestites Are on the choppin' block